"And that is why..."
>"We do it!"
"Yeah-ha!"
>You clink your glass against Sally's
>You can hold your own, she has a long straw
>Given there aren't many laws for Equestrians and alcohol, there's no way for her to be carded
"I'll admit, I really wasn't sure how well you'd turn out... but you really impressed me. I mean it."
>The Equestrian gal gives you the most pleased smile
>She really was nervous up until the last second
>Everything from her came out naturally
>Better than that, she ended up answering a ton of questions for the other Equestrians
>"Thank you, Anon. I really don't know how you manage to get up there and talk when so many are looking for answers."
"I don't know if that is true for me, but you! You managed to give a lot of insights."
>"I learned from the best."
>With a giggle she slurped down over half of her cup
>Two Mules, an order of cheese sticks and main dinner on the way?
>A pretty satisfactory way to celebrate her...
>Co-hosting?
>No, too soon for that
>Guest speaker?
>Maybe
>You were acting far too familiar and close for it to be that simple
>Nevermind the questions about if you were an item
>But at the same time...
"I don't know how you talked me into this."
>The big sippy
"But I'm glad you did. It felt nice to... I don't know. Show that it's not all just in my head, you know?"
>What a way to put it
>You always felt like you were dishing out worthless information
>Just obvious things that people conveniently forgot
>Having backup to help recontextualize solutions to problems and ways to get over blockages?
>It seemed like so many more focused now
>"You look like you're looking at something good."
"Hm?"
>You didn't really spend that much time in silence, did you?
"Ah. I guess I am. Yeah. I... uh."
>You clear your throat and bury your embarrassment by burying a cheese stick in the marinara cup
"I guess I'm kind of at a loss for words. I didn't think you'd turn out so well. I mean... things have been going great, haven't they? We're three days out and there haven't been any stressors. No... ploys or tricks or anything."
>This feels awkward to say but it's true
>Fringe Binge has been radio silent
>Sally has been pretty level-headed and well balanced
>Outside of the personal after party
>Of course you've been sharing a room
>Of course you've been sharing a bed
>Of course you've... also been experimenting with Equestrian anatomy
>Same as giving her time and space to experiment with human anatomy
>Since it already happened once, there really wasn't much reason to put such a big taboo on it anymore
>All you have to do is...
>Self control
>To realize that this isn't a game or a thing to win
>It's just... happening
>It was rocky before but does it matter?
"You know. Is it weird that I'm ok with this?"
>Sally watches your face with intent
>"Ok with what?"
"With... this. You. I never thought I would ever have anyone around me like this. Like anything like this. I miss it. Or, I guess, I have missed it."
>"...You've had this before?"

"Y... yeah. I mean. Of course this isn't my first relationship."
>Sally isn't giving you anything to bounce off of
>"Huh... well. I guess that makes sense. You don't seem like the sort that has a bad reputation."
"Thanks. I never put much thought into whether or not I seem I do."
>"How many were Equestrians?"
"Ha. Ah... none. You're the only one there."
>She smiles at that
>Not a full smile
>"Liar."
"Huh?"
>"I said you're a liar."
"What do you mean by that?"
>Sally climbs onto the table
>She glares down at you
>"I said you are not telling me the truth... I'm not the only one in your mind. You've thought of others."
>Where did this come from?
"No I--listen, I wouldn't trust Fringe with a boiled egg, what makes you think I like her?"
>"Not her, Anon. That one. Over there."
>She's staring off into the distance
>Behind you
>You turn your head back and you're still looking forward
>You're just sitting backwards
>Your legs and arms are going through the booth
>"Not there, here."
"Well give me a second, I'm not some cheap 3d asset."
>You rotate 90 degrees on the Z axis
"...Shit. Wait. That isn't right."
>You rotate 27 degrees on the Y axis
"Come on man they made this look easy."
>You ignore your mouse and manually type in the correct orientation coordinates
>You're facing not Sally
"...You're not Sally."
>You can read tonight, Anon
>"You're really making a splash."
>The figure is Equestrian
>It goes from standing on the table to sitting on it
>Laying on it
>The table has a suspicious amount of bed sheets and pillows on it
>"Thanks for responding to me."
"I don't make house calls, I'll have you know."
>"I know. That's why I came here."
>Certain scents fill your head
"Yeah well someone came here."
>Quick visions of Sally screaming, squelching and gripping fill your head
>"That's how I know. Everyone could smell it. Every Equestrian can smell that you're one of them now. You do know that, don't you?"
>Sally is on top of you
>On stage
>A variety of applause starts after you pump into her again
>Even Kenny Blankenship and Vic Romano are there
>A squinty tan mare trots up to your face
>Actively up to your eyes from the miles that is your jawline
>"You want to be seen as so high and mighty, don't you?"
>It's the same voice as before
>All it takes for you is to just get your head on straight
>You whip your hair back and forth like a musical career was plopped onto your lap in a futile attempt to reconnect your estranged family
>You're on stage again
>Frozen
>There is an Equestrian before you
>Third row, farthest seat
>Right next to the exit
>"Do you remember? Will you remember?"
"Remember what?"
>"That we'll meet. I want you to remember me so when we meet, you'll know it's real."
"If this isn't real what do you expect me to remember?"
>Sally on you again
>Eyes rolled back
>Teeth bared
>Rivulets is saliva going down the corners of her mouth
>Frozen in time
>"Remember this. Remember that you have always been in control of your life. Never a passenger."

>You remember
>A torrential flood from her
>The fifth one
>Each one starting quicker and quicker than the others
>You push your hips up
>Your own spray with intent to fulfill your biological imperative
>Your very DNA telling you that you need to do this
>Want has nothing to do with it
>The second you feel that third push, Sally's image shakes into something muddled
>Frail
>Soft
>Burning hot to the point you're instantly revitalized
>She's staring down at you
>Expression of lust diluted into a facade of orgasmic satisfaction
>"Remember this face."
>The expression, carved out of organic stone, leans closer until it's mouth mashes against yours
>Fresh and
>Earthy?
>"Remember this taste."
>The tongue that slithers out of the mask flicks back and forth like a snake's tail
>"Remember this voice. I will visit you. Your path is not yours to walk alone. Beware false security."
>Everything goes hazy
>Another series of red hot gyrations send you reeling
>More male instinct wins over
>"A gift for me. Please remember. It will make sense soon."
>Everything goes dark and you hear something crystal clear
>As clear as you could ever ask anything to be
>Spoken at your side
>Face against yours
>"You've given me today. My tomorrow is yours."
>Then it's gone
>Mixed with countless replays of your time with Sally
>No longer drunk but in the moment
>Certain sensations replaying in your head time after time
>Dozens
>Thousands
>Her sounds intensified and boosted to remind you how thoroughly you had coupled
>"Anon, make me a mommy!"
>That's the one thing that makes you jolt up in bed
"..."
"..."
"...?"
>You look down
>Your sheets are worse than soaked
>Same with your pillow
>Your room is cool enough
>When did your body decide it would be best spent pissing sweat?
>Your seats are so soaked through that it smells like...
>Sex
>Sex and being slowly broiled alive
>You check yourself and sure enough, there are many signs that you have vicariously relived through certain memories
>You go to the bathroom to clean yourself up
>The time...
>It's far too late to do much
>You simply pull the soiled blanket off and lay back in the exact spot you were in
>You don't feel so sweaty or bad anymore
>What happened?
>All you can remember is...
>Sally was in it