the chainsaw trials (ch.2)
Adam's p.o.v. I walk into the house. "Hello?," I mumble. No answer. "Hello?," I shout again. "Damn it,". "Whoa," I stammer in disbelief. A large fur walks toward me his boots pounding the old wooden planked floor. "What?," he asks. "I... ," I...
unknown pleasurs (ch.1)
"Babe?,"Jack called from the living room. "Yeah," I shout. "I love you,"he hollaers. "Fuck you," I proclaimed. Jack and I have been living in L.A. for two years now, since he got the staring role in what was the movies' name uh... anyhow life is...
unknown pleasurs (ch.1)
"Babe?,"Jack called from the living room. "Yeah," I shout. "I love you,"he hollaers. "Fuck you," I proclaimed. Jack and I have been living in L.A. for two years now, since he got the staring role in what was the movies' name uh... anyhow life is...
the chainsaw trials (ch.1)
_April_ 18, 1974 Adam and I were traveling down a desserted California highway in Adam's 1969 Chevrolet Camero on spring break the wind blowing through our fur whooping and hollering and listening to the radio. Adam is bulk-ish wolf and I'm a scrawny...