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...