Fantasy vs Fantasy: 

Close your eyes. You’re laying on a cabana chair; the sun is pleasantly warm on your face. The mojito in your hand is ice cold and just beginning to sweat droplets that disappear instantly on the impossibly white sand.    A sultry voice beside you says, “I know this is a little forward, but can I ask you a question?”

You nod, intrigued.

“I need to fill my flex-spot.” Continue Reading