Green Light

by Jescie Hall

To those of you with inboxes full

of sixty-year-old sugar daddies... May one of them be a secretly obsessive, tattooed, and tortured anti-hero, craving to defile you on camera.

“Does Daddy know his little princess likes jewels up her ass when she gets fucked?”

But pleasure won’t cut it anymore. I need pain to erase Montana. I was a man obsessed. But now that obsession demands I destroy her.

When you really love people, you deal with their dirt and let it become you.

“What I’m suggesting is, it doesn’t take much for a seemingly normal man to snap. Men and monsters are merely separated by mismanaged trauma.”

“You gonna be a good boy for me?” I ask, rolling my hand up the soft, taut flesh. “The best boy.” He swallows. “I’ll be whatever you want as long as I’m yours.”