You let that man touch you again, his filth burning into you, turning you into a whore. It’s going to take so much scrubbing, so much boiling water, so many bottles of bleach to cleanse you. You dirty, dirty slut. How could you do this to me? How...
Slade and Riot whistled from the backseat. “This is fucking huge,” Riot said. “That’s what she said,” Slade joked. “Shut up! Now!” I snapped. “It’s fucking go time. Now, you understand the plan, right?” “Yes,” Riot answered, his face growing serious. “Alright, then,” I said. “Don’t fuck this up.”...
We want to know secrets, and we want to know what goes on behind those windows.” ~David Lynch I have a problem. I can admit that. I admit it to myself everyday. But I tell myself it's harmless, and so I don't do much to change it. Some people might think it's wrong,...
Of course she wasn’t fuckin’ okay. She probably never would be again. I just didn’t know what to say, and I sure as hell didn’t know what to do. I wanted to help, and seeing her like that made me want to take all her pain away. I had always been that way about women. The n...
I shivered in the cold, my bare arms covered in goose bumps, as I slowly made my way back to the trailer park. I walked on the sunny side of the street, trying to gain what little warmth the sun provided on this bitterly cold day. Midwinter in Oregon rarely saw the sun, so today was a welcome e...
I was becoming more and more excited about Dixie's Gentleman's Parlour as each day passed, and as I stood out on the sidewalk, I gleamed with pride as I watched the pole spin for the first time. The new signs I had painted on the windows in flowery gold letters looked gorgeous. After paying the t...
Ward said, as he maneuvered the car down the winding back roads that led back to the farm. “Well, they really helped make everything festive, Ward,” Goldie said. “I wanted things to be special for George. You only turn twenty-one once.” “I know, sweetie,” Ward said, squeezing his wife’s knee. “It...