The Filth I Can’t Wash Off

"Some fantasies reside deep in the recesses of your mind, too filthy to scrub out or cleanse..."

Three spokes of a Mercedes Benz emblem sat etched into leather before my eyes. I didn’t even see it, for the same reason that my knuckles had turned a ghostly white as my grip burrowed deeper into the steering wheel.  I...

Late Night Snack

"Late night hunger drives a man to seek out his favorite meal"

Hunger wakes me for the fifth time this evening.Growls build in the back of my throat as the frustration mounts. I throw the covers to the side and stand, my blood pumping in my ears and pulsing in long arcs...

Part 1: Do Androids Cream On Electric Sheets?

"A young man is left alone with a beautiful willing android for two weeks, part 1."

Everybody fucked their Android. It was to be expected. If you were a guy, and you were eighteen, and you had an android that did whatever you wanted, you would fuck it. It was no question. You always remember the first...