Chapter 19 – AftermathOur group agreed as we were leaving the Roger’s home to ‘digest’ our feelings or observations regarding the swing party until we gathered on Sunday afternoon. I suggested that each person think about the various aspects that they liked and didn’t like about the evening.Sunday morning, Sarah, Charlotte, my father, and I
Elliott, Julian and Dria
JulianI watch Elliott from the doorway of the kitchen. He’s wearing low slung sweatpants and nothing else. I want to trace my tongue along the notches at his hips. He sways and dips to the “fuck metal” music playing in the background. I admire the phoenix tattoo that dances across his back, the wings brushing