He turned to face me, the moonlight casting shadows on sharp features and making the scars stand out. He hadn’t shaved in a few days and had beard shadow. “Lately what?”
“I’ve been feeling a little dissatisfied with life. Maybe I need a change or…I don’t know.”
“Can I ask you something?” he said.
“Sure.”
“When was the last time you had s*x with anyone?”
I laughed heartily at the unexpected question. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”
“I can see where you’d think that, but there’s always opportunity on the road. Around here, doesn’t seem to be much.”
“You’d be surprised.”
He smiled, and it was like the moon shone a little brighter. “Maybe I wouldn’t. I saw the two guys on the blanket as I stumbled down the beach.”
“There are more of our kind here than you’d think. The folks in this
