The dust hissed with the first rain drops. Sam watched the darkening earth from beneath the bridge which had been his home for weeks, feeling

Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
The dust hissed with the first rain drops. Sam watched the darkening earth from beneath the bridge which had been his home for weeks, feeling
Steam rises from the river in the early morning. The birds and bugs are chirping, heralding the brightening day, as in me burgeons new curiosities.
the bandit in my room has entered before i had wake up on the bed he handcuffed me and my eyes he blindfolded . I
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“Strip?” Bruno felt his stomach tense up. He’d just met Zula, and he knew that Lula never liked to be naked; they’d never even been
It’s the year 2000.You’re a 92% straight white guy from PA. You’re in a sultry Pakistani woman’s dorm room. She compliments the length of your