I Like to Watch...Eleventh Glance
The bull cop stared at me impassively from across the desk, his big brown eyes hard and full of scorn. I dropped mine to my hooves, tail swishing in fear. I could feel the sweat dripping from my coat. "You got any explanation colt?" "I...I..." "Cat...
Glory: Discovery
I felt like a criminal somehow, though I knew I had done nothing wrong. Well not yet, anyway; and the thought made me reflect a little on just exactly what it was I was doing. Ok, it felt wrong in a way. But for now I couldn't give a shit. I had...
The Western Plains Part 1: Discovery
The sky was that perfect robin's egg blue without a cloud to be seen, and the November sun beat down like a physical force from above. I lay in a field of canola, making crop angels with my arms and legs, giggling like a little kid while the beer slid...
Spank the Pony
I guess you could call it my little hobby. Ok, well obsession might be closer to the mark, but I liked to think I was just dedicated to my craft. I had first fallen in love with gloryholes when I stumbled on one in Memphis. A big Southern bull who was...
Flying Eagle - Capture
The deer flicked it's ears, once, twice, and darted off through the trees. The stallion swore silently under his breath, the words coming out as a halo of steam in the cold Spring morning. He had been so close... He was not done yet though. This young...
Apologia VI
That summer was a weird affair. I spent more time in Paris, catching up with both Kitty and the boys in Le Marais. They took me drinking, then took me to Montmartre to get me laid, but I wasn't up for it then and just looked at all the girls and...
Apologia V
The next 32 minutes were amongst the most surreal of my life. There were too many emotional contexts rolling together for one day, let alone half a crowded hour on a railway platform in Hamburg teeming with furs. I had told the girls about Laerke, in...
Apologia IV
Another railway station, another ignominious dash away from reality. Sabine had sold me on Berlin, and I managed to get some contact details for friends of hers while I waited at the SNCF ticket counter for the clerk to process the concept of an...
Apologia III
After saying goodbye to the bear with a truly Gallic kiss, I wandered into the youth hostel feeling strangely ok. I had a text from Marjorie, and suddenly life looked like it could be ok. I also found I was feeling better about being lost, or at least...
The Bro Code
It's not good when you're having those thoughts about your best mate. You know the ones. No, I don't mean those. I admit, I had nothing concrete to go on, all circumstantial, but it was starting to add up. And now this...I wish I didn't know...
Apologia II
I arrived in Paris late on a Monday night. It was raining, and cold, and it seemed colder than London. The Gare du Nord was fairly protected at least, and I managed to get my backpack and smaller bag off the Eurostar without freezing to death. The warm...
Urban Exploration II
"Really, you don't have to do this." I thought I needed to say it for the fortieth time, in case they missed it the first thirty-nine. Alexander just smiled that winning, unnerving smile though. I caught it in the rear vision mirror; I realised I had...