You are outside. Its winter, and cold. The ground is frozen solid. The grass breaks and crumbles when you step on it. There are dead, frozen flowers and old leaves. The trees are in deep hibernation. You don’t know how long you walk. It is morning and then night. Noon and then morning. The dim sun passes over again and again. Your whole life is in this forest, in this winter. You try to keep warm, but the clouds are thick...

You’re walking on a road. The road is simple stone brick, not wide enough for a car. The sky above you is orange-ish pink. In front of you, the horizon bends up and climbs a hill. You hear the clicking of your steps as you walk. You look down and see white heels and a pale pink dress. Dangling from your hair you can see ribbons. You reach a hand up. Your hair is long and wavy. The ribbons tie pigtails that frame your head...

I take a hot shower as soon as I can. No matter how much I rub and wash them, I can still feel the words on my skin. On my breasts. Tits. They’re called tits. I can feel the letters so clearly, almost like raw skin too sensitive to touch. I could trace them perfectly with my fingers if I wanted to. But I don’t want to. Why would I want to? I don’t want to be a slut or a goddess. I want to be me.I look down at my chest and...

“I’m telling you, she’s a nightmare,” I say as I put down Carl’s plate of food in front of him on the dinner table. “She can’t be that bad,” he says dismissively before taking a large and sloppy slurp of pasta. “She can. She is. I’m telling you, I’m worried about Maria’s safety.” “You’re talking like she’s in an abusive relationship.” “She might be,” I say while trying to use my spoon to help with my noodles. I could neve...

I immediately step back and turn my face to the side, breaking eye contact. “Reyna?” I ask, pretending to be surprised. “What are you doing?” “We were worried about you, little Sarah.” She’s playing along. We both know I heard the whole thing. “You were gone for so long.” “Nice of you to check in on me,” I snap. “And don’t call me little.” I can be polite for Maria, but fuck this bitch, I don’t need to be polite to her fa...

Meeting the Bitch I can’t stop tapping my foot. It’s a nervous habit, and I have plenty to be nervous about. Maria is coming soon. Maria and her new girlfriend. The new love of her life. The “most amazing and beautiful girl ever.” Maria and Reyna. Reyna, who I’ve never met. Reyna, who didn’t exist in my life or Maria’s life until two weeks ago. Reyna, the new center of Maria’s world. And yes, I’m jealous. One second Maria...

The straps and buckles of the leather outfit coiled tightly around the curves of her body. No matter how Maiko sat, no matter how much she fidgeted she could not feel anything but restricted and confined in the ridiculous outfit Isami had made her wear. As the car sat stationary at the lights and she gazed out the window she was grateful for the long coat she wore, no one could see what she had on underneath. She felt her...

Hawtseet U - Chapter 1 "We did it!" said Amy on the phone. "I just got the e-mail. They accepted me, too!" "Yesss!" Daisy said, from the other side of the phone. "I knew you'd get in, too, Amy! OMG, this is great!" "Yes, it is," Amy said. She took a deep breath, trying to get a hold of herself. Daisy was right: This was absolutely great. It had been Amy's dream to be accepted in Hawtseet University, one of the most presti...