Winning the Lottery
It wasn't the first time the postman had woken me up well before the sunrise to tell me I'd won the lottery, and I'm sure it won't be the last. I was not entirely ready, I think, to undergo my stint in the Transmogrifier, but they always put you back...
The Practice of Law
I knew Rockwell worked in a law firm the next town over. I should have known I'd be seriously outclassed if I tried to confront him, but I also knew that my skunk was being given more than he could handle from the rat's unhealthy interest in him, so of...
The Rat's Secrets
I am Mel Tzourick and I am Mister Rockwell's personal servant. People ask me sometimes what it's like to work for Mister Rockwell. Well, at his home, I prepare his meals, take charge of housekeeping, and make sure his sexual needs are gratified. At...
Kaiju at Large
Wednesday mornings, me and Jaden would go down to the comic shops to see the new shipments before anyone else could get their grubby mitts on them. At least, I _tried_ to make it Wednesday mornings, if ever I could roll him out of bed before...
The Rat Always Wins
The Craigslist ad was a familiar one. It had been a while since I'd heard anything from the rat, but tonight it seemed he was in town and on the prowl again. The subject line as usual simply read: Stop. Look. Obey. I never could resist him. I...
Hands Free
Sunday morning in the call center, and the place was empty and dead as usual. Not too many drivers went out on the weekends so a skeleton crew of one could handle the call volume pretty easily. Admittedly, the comforts of a low-stress, low-activity...
The Old Assistant
When I was younger, I used to enjoy visiting the library. Our town actually had one of decent size, which in turn meant a decent selection for my niche interests--mostly art books and the Far East. I'd often spend the weekends browsing, stacking up...
Changing in the Locker Room
Nobody ever asks me what it's like to be a murderer. It's like the old saying goes: if you do your job well enough, one shouldn't be able to tell you were doing it at all. _Ars est celare artem._ I'd like to say getting rid of people is a hobby I...
Swell4Me
It was one of those months where funds are scarce and you end up having to tighten your belt a little, as the saying goes. The trouble in my case was that it wasn't just a metaphorical belt-tightening--the combination of stress, a reduced grocery...
Can't Keep It In
I had taken to sitting in the front when I had Chemistry class. Now, don't get the wrong idea: I'm not aiming for teacher's pet, and I'm not exactly the most eager student. I sat in the front of the class because everyone _else_ sits as far back as...
Beagle Cock
There's nothing like a job interview to get your anxiety levels up--especially when you're aiming for something above your current station. I sat in the waiting room of the lawyers' office and tried not to feel outclassed, but the brass and dark wood...
Big Blue
I know people often think of me as the totally passive bottom skunk who takes anything that comes his way, and... well, that's true and I couldn't credibly pretend otherwise. When people are surprised at why my Rumblr profile lists me as hungry--a guy...