At The Altar by SLASH LOVERING
At The Altar Her shape came to him in a meadow of insane green. It was an adventure game built in another decade, for slower computers. They played online together for a week and then met and started fucking in his shitty Queens apartment. They shook the place good. Dust came off his bookshelves and the neighbors complained to the cops. She screamed. He pulled her hair. She would come in for...