In this week’s story, an emotionally conflicted woman takes one guy to her best friend’s birthday party and goes apple picking upstate with another: 25, single, Manhattan

DAY ONE

6:50 a.m. I wake up in Axel’s massive bed … California King. With one eye open, I notice how expensive his windows look. My dad is a contractor in upstate New York, so I notice weird things when I sleep over random men’s homes. On our first date, about three months ago, Axel made sure I knew he owned his apartment and that he recently completed a gut reno. I wasn’t sure if he was showing off or proud of his hard work undertaking such a big job. Now that I know him better … he was showing off.

8 a.m. We have morning sex. I like it. He’s a “sturdy lover,” as I once heard in some TV show. While fucking, I can st

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