colored stars: Adventures You Will Remember Forever

colored stars begins at 3:17 a.m. in a hotel suite. City glow through half-open blinds stripes her restless body. She can’t sleep, so colored stars becomes her lullaby. Slow, almost lazy circles over silk panties gradually soak the fabric dark. In colored stars, she pushes them aside instead of removing them—impatient, perfect. Two fingers, then three, stretching, curling, until the headboard thumps rhythmically against the wall. When she finally comes in colored stars, it’s with a muffled scream into the pillow, whole body shaking so hard the mattress springs sing. Dawn finds her asleep in tangled sheets, panties still twisted to the side—proof that colored stars worked better than any sleeping pill.