No toys in my sack
It was a cold and frightful night that preceded a very important nondescript Holiday and a nondescript jolly man dressed in red was having an avalanche of problems at the last minute, unable to fulfill his one and only purpose: to deliver presents to...
Isik and the Departed
[I]Slap! Slap! Slap! [/I]Amidst the growls and grunts, amidst the pained and heaving breaths, the slapping noise filled the entire room. With a few hands helping to push the belly aside, to keep it out of the way, the young pot-maker was already at...