Happy Birthday/Halloween, whore.

"You'll have to read the story. I can't think of a one liner."

Midnight, Halloween, 2015. I clipped the studded, leather lead to my whore's collar and walked her out my apartment door. She was dressed in a bed sheet, not a stitch of clothing underneath. Three holes were cut out of the...

Military Men – Wilfred

"An anthology series about the most risque encounters between men who wear green uniforms."

"Are many of them still waiting?" Nate asked as he removed the small pouch of toiletries from his locker. The communal bathroom at the end of the corridor was shared by around fifty military recruits, all living on the same...