Flash Fairytales: Little Red

"Little Red must rescue Grandma, by any means, right?"

Red shuffled through the forest with her shoulders hunched against the wind - red skirt and hooded cloak whipping around her pale legs. In the dark, cold forest, her billowing red hair seemed aflame. With a basket hung over her...

Tuesday Morning 3 AM

"My Sexy Goddess seduces me under a moonlit sky….."

It was early last Tuesday. I am not sure what roused me out of my slumber that time of the night. It was seemingly becoming a habit. What concerned me was the time. A quick peek at the iphone on...