RED IN THE FACE. A story begins at Nerve:

Several years ago, when I was in my mid-thirties, I attended a writer's conference at a small southwestern university. One of the students — not in my class — began to spend time with me. She had just graduated college and was exceedingly lovely, with very long blonde hair that went all the way to her waist. When we would go for walks in the woods near the university all we did was make out, but on the last night of the conference I sneaked her into my room....

Sounds promising...but then again, this is a story by Jonathan Ames!

Photo: David Marc Fischer