JASON

There were at least a dozen different kinds of sex. There was sweet, sensual love making, Rough, hard fucking. There were casual quickies and emotions interlude, and every shade of intimacy in between.

After twenty four years on earth I thought I had experienced every type of sex possible. Until Evelyn.

I didn’t even know what to call what we did. Sex seemed too bland and generic a description. It had been something rawer, more primal. Something that dug deep into the nest of thorns hidden in the pits of my consciousness and yanked them out for the world to see.

Every shadow and jagged pieces of me, laid...