It All Ends Up on the Cutting Room Floor
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Any Port in a Storm
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Day Tripper
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Good Boy
Good boy whyte yoté & tym there is a knock at the door. it echoes through the house, resounding particularly loudly in the silence of the library. a voice comes from the antique wingback: "ah, that must be him."
Less Than Three
AUTHOR'S NOTE: IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE KEYWORDS, YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ IT. \*\*\* Cheating never felt so good! \*\*\* Less Than Three \*\*\* _Jesus, Veila, would you quit touching me and just get off the fucking elevator?_ "Hold...
Watching Porn Together...ish
The worst thing about going to college locally is, you live with your parents to save money. The best thing about going to college locally is, you live with your parents to save money. I mean, don't get me wrong. I'm no failure-to-launch slouch,...
Cum to Taz-mania
It was true, what they say about the sky always being yellow in rain or shine. At least, over here. Just like New Zealand is always green and hilly, and Australia is always...er...Outbacky. So, not a complete truth, more of a convenient truth. Of...
Parent-Teacher Conference
I sat on the ottoman, trying not to sulk. Dad sat on one side of our big couch (the Fucking Couch, he calls it, though you could add "Fucking" to any piece of furniture in our house and it would likely be accurate). My sixth-grade teacher Mr. Corneil...
"Raddlepated," Will of the Alpha 2 Teaser
_Olan Chennock sat in a dark corner booth of Aerach's Public House & Inn, and waited._ _An unread copy of the Londonderry Sentinel lay before him on the table, folded as it had come from the dispenser outside the pub's heavy oaken doors with their...
Two Caballeros. Two Gay Caballeros.
"Tell me, Panchito," asked the parrot while lazily swirling his margarita. "Have you ever been to Baía?" He licked a bit of salt from the rim and chased it with a long draw on his straw. After a few rounds he'd decided to just buy the bottle and mix...
Carpe Diem, Carpe Pater 2: Reciprocity
I once read an article about how technology is doing more to keep us apart even as we think it's bringing us together. I mean, it's nice when some celebrity or politician makes a gaffe (which is bullshit; their truth slips out and then they backpedal)...
Couch Forts and Pup Tents
"Come on, Hector! You gotta help me! It's gotta be big...the biggest one yet." As Jouisse says this his index finger is poking incessantly at my shoulder, working toward a bruise. If he keeps that up, he's never going to get my help with his couch...