"This is a first for us." The twin sisters spoke in
unison. They so often did things together.
Just into their thirties, they were older than the usual
groupies that lusted after the bass guitarist. This will
be different, he thought. These girls had even booked
a lakeside cabin for a long weekend and not one but
two of them ... together. Oh yes, he did enjoy the
perks of the rock band lifestyle.
The weekend had stretched into Wednesday before
the girls crept quietly away.
"First time, we told him."
"Oh yes, we have never eaten a bass guitarist before."
First Time was published in
Dark Fire Fiction, Issue 57