The couple, a man and wife, entered the hotel room, both a little inebriated and somewhat amorous. As they wound down their conversation about the night’s dinner party, he immediately went to draw the curtains.

“Is that what they really want?” she asked, tilting her head in the mirror to unclip her ears. “You think so?”

“That would be my guess, though of course I really can’t say.” He bent down to untie his feet.

“They never cease to amaze me. Honey, can you help me out of this?” she asked, gesturing to her back. He crossed over to her and unzipped her spine. “Thank you,” she said, “much better.”

“Of course, dear,” he smiled, then unbuttoned his sternum. She slid down her waist.

The couple shed their skins and their vapors expanded to fill the room.


About John D. Moore

Writer, cartoonist, filmmaker, and student of Japanese language, literature, and cinema at the University of Utah.

2 responses »

  1. I’ve always been curious about the lives of sentient vapors living in our society–thank you.

  2. Anonymous says:

    Great story. Love it.Love, Sven

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