VIXEN by David Cairns
VIXENBy D.A.Cairns
‘A few rules to lay down, first, okay?’Vixen ignored the man’s melodramatic groan, and stepped away from him. She wasn’t going to be deterred by his impatience. It was important to set the...
INDIA LAKE by Patricia Trentacoste
VIXENBy D.A.Cairns
‘A few rules to lay down, first, okay?’Vixen ignored the man’s melodramatic groan, and stepped away from him. She wasn’t going to be deterred by his impatience. It was important to set the...
RUDE AWAKENING by Michael Washburn
RUDE AWAKENINGBy Michael Washburn
Chris Sievert didn’t know whether the disturbing visions he began to experience in his thirteenth year grew from a long-ignored brain injury, or whose fault the neglect of that injury might...
DO IT YOURSELF FINISHING SCHOOL by Debra Leigh Scott
DO IT YOURSELF FINISHING SCHOOLBy Debra Leigh Scott
It started because I couldn’t abide crudeness in my life.
All around me I see crude and rude behavior, like our high school football players in their old pickups,...
GIN BLOSSOM by Michael LeBlanc
GIN BLOSSOMBy Michael LeBlanc To him it was magic. All of it: The projector cutting through darkness luring flies into the spotlight. The rows of chrome bumpers polished so bright he could watch the towering...
BIG BOY by Santino DeFranco
BIG BOYSantino DeFranco
He was a real big son of a bitch. But I’m not talking about the son of a bitch part, but the big part. He was almost six and a half feet...
MARIA by Emily Peña Murphey
MARIABy Emily Peña Murphey
On that last day before the big storm, I first noticed something was funny when our family went to the mercado in Las Altas. We arrived very early, just as sunshine was coming...
SEARCHING FOR AMELIA ERHART by Ben Orlando
SEARCHING FOR AMELIA EARHARTBy Ben Orlando
The way I remember that day, Amelia and I are two women chattering along with the song birds around us. She stands next to me in her beige fatigues...
SPANKING by Dan Howard
SPANKINGby Earl Javorsky
Herb Baumgartner considered the idea of getting spanked. It was worth it, bearing a little pain—in theory at least—if his wife really could then be over it, get off it, forget about...
THE OPPONENT by Mark Hannon
THE OPPONENTBy Mark Hannon
He sat on a folding chair, dripping sweat, his heart rate slowing down, the fight over for several minutes. Feeling the water run down his nose, he concentrated on timing when...