Shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh I don’t know how much time has passed in which I barely dared to breathe. My mind is spinning in panic, like a top. A top on amphetamines. A haunted top on amphetamines that also screams with the voice of a frightened little girl. Why in the Fuck’s name didn’t Bane tell me that SHE’S STILL HERE?! (Maybe because you weren’t listening to him, and then you got angry and said ‘fuck’ a lot and t...

My brain takes exactly one second to go through all the idiotic scenarios – Bane, naked female, hanky-panky, caught in the act, tears, screeching, it’s not what it looks like, denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance, let’s stay friends, blah, blah, blah. Then the rest of reality filters into my head. The naked woman – female, rather, clearly not human (skin’s too gray, claws are too long, and are those feelers?)...

I was haunted for weeks by the memory of Kalum's lust-filled kiss and the way he grunted into my mouth as he came. When I pleasured myself, alone or with Kalum, I could think of nothing but his stubbled face pressed to mine while he came so hard the ropes erupting from his thick member hit me in the stomach. Kalum seemed to have forgotten the kiss almost immediately, but it had ignited a new, all-consuming desire within m...

At the beginning of our journey home from Ahnt I had assumed that our experience with the golem had been unique, born of Kalum's insatiable sexual appetite, but as soon as we approached a fair sized city beyond the desert, Kalum had asked when I wanted to find a hole to share. It went unspoken that we would find a woman, but I was surprised to learn that Kalum didn't want to pay for companionship. He said he wanted a woma...

Chesha Neko (Cheh-SHA neh-KO) Jada Versailles was an easy woman to hate. Her hair looked like she got up early to wash, blow-dry, and curl it. Her nails weren’t chipped. Her clothes looked expensive. How could she walk in heels that high all day? She appeared, to most people in New York City, like a beautiful, professional woman of exotic ancestry who had never suffered any hardship in her entire life and never would. Her...

The writhing serpent swam through the air like a yellow ribbon of light, casting off bolts of lightning that illuminated the tunnel with blinding flashes. My heart sank as it reached a fork with a right angle. I willed it left but had barely formed the thought when it flicked right and disappeared around a corner, plunging us into darkness. Lungs burning, I sucked in a ragged breath to shout as Kalum came alongside me. "I...

I followed Kalum up the dimly lit stone stairs to our chamber, distracted in turn by the shifting globes of his ass and the tiny yellow-green scale stuck to the back of his rubberized chain mail. Though no larger than a fish scale, in the gloom of the passage I could see that it still sparked faintly. I would tell him when we got back to our room while I helped him check for others, but I held my tongue just then. There w...

On a Saturday afternoon on the bay side of Madrid, Spain,boats came into the port with shipped goods from the Mediterranean Sea. Thearoma of the air smelled like old bay spices which were from stands that wereselling rare fish. People walked up and down from the broad walk looked atdance shows performed by world tour artists. A man that was 20 years old andwas 5’7” came up to one of the stands. He looked like he was very...