Horse Market
_Maybe I can lose them in the city._ The lion bounded over the hedge, slipped through the chain-link fence, skidded around the corner, but his moves seemed to have no effect -- the pursuers were still hot on his tail. He had been so close to...
The Off-Season
_I will steal that base._ Bottom of the ninth, two outs, the series on the line. If I'm on second and we get a hit, I score standing up, and we tie the game. Then we can walk it off right here, or force extra innings and wear them down. Dancing off...
Cade's Caged Summer
“I'm going to miss you, babe," Kayla said. “_So_ much." “Mm." “Are you going to miss me?" “Yeah." “Don't fall asleep. Let's talk a little longer." Cade sat up a little straighter in the bed. The gorilla had been dozing...
Pledge Dad
I wasn't going to stay. That was my plan, anyway. I was going to get my gen ed-courses out of the way, transfer to the University of Adelphos, and never think about Burnley College ever again. But then, about halfway through the fall semester, I got...
Breed and Break
I stared into the east at the setting sun. Somewhere in that direction, far beyond what I could see, lay our home--our former home, the land we had left behind. I kept my eyes fixed on the horizon, struggling to keep my gaze locked on the same...
Hustle
"Good evening, gentlemen. You like striptease?" The skinny coyote was what felt like that two dozenth scammer to approach us during our weekend trip to Wylenka. We had spent the weekend pounding the narrow cobblestone streets and -- more importantly...
Notice of Action
It looked like the kind of nondescript office building in a business park you pass on the way to the airport, which is exactly what it was. The only feature separating it from the many similar buildings in the surrounding area was the great polished...
Graduation
I didn't want to leave. My senior year at Burnley College was a summer break away, and I was hanging on to every second. I had arrived at Burnley nearly three years ago with a plan of knocking out a bunch of gen ed-courses and transferring out of...
Trickster’s Mark: The Friend
_This is the first piece in what's going to be a series of short, accessible, fun, sexy stories. The common denominator: a certain trickster of a monkey._ ... “Do you know who I fucked last night?" the gorilla asked. “Who?" the monkey...
Trickster’s Mark: The Friend, Pt. 2
“All right, what can ya tell me about this guy?" the big bay horse asked. “Uh, he's a monkey. He's got light brown fur. Here — this is his profile pic," the gorilla said. “Hmm. Smaller'n I expected." “What's that supposed to...