Flash Friday

Flash Friday

***500 Words*** {Rough draft scene of something in a future work. Warning for language and adult scenario} He drank up the graceful curves of her body, up her long, long legs encased in the form fitting black leather of her uniform. “So, you wanna fuck?” ¬†...
For Auld Lang Syne

For Auld Lang Syne

I keep getting bits and pieces of Grit‘s world flitting through me.¬†Between the New Year, the cold days, and long nights, I’m not surprised. I’ve been good, though. I’ve been doing what I’m supposed to be doing and focusing on the...