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Myra, her mysterious urge to fuck becoming almost uncontrollable, needed a time to be alone. She needed these quiet moments for thinking and hanging on and making her spinning universe settle into something she could recognize. This wild point of land seemed not only to defy the shape of reality, Read more

While my dog was thinking about being tied up, I went to my closet, getting my old hat box off the shelf. It didn't have any hats in it, I just liked the shape. What it did have was a lot of stuff that I never used anymore, but I never really wanted to get rid of either. Like my jump rope. My mom Read more

Once again, I wished the pain would go away forever. It refused, of course. I finished my kata and gazed off at nothing before I looked down at my side. Sam was gone. He'd died in his sleep after a long life. A long life, spent first as my partner and then, for 10 years, my lover, too. I still Read more