I’m not going to do anything about it, I said. He’s young. He’s going to college. He’s going to have a life. He’s my friend, and that’s— Carter snorted. Yeah, good luck with that, Oxnard. Trust me. Wh...
Ix-nay! I hissed at him. Ix-nay! I didn't know why I resorted to Pig Latin right then. It just seemed like the thing to do.
It’s going to be like a cracked-out queer version of the Avengers.
If you’re not done in that minute, I will describe in excruciating detail that one time my hoof got stuck in Kevin’s asshole. You understand me? I
I wasn’t smiling, he said. I was doing lip stretches.
I squawked attractively. Okay. That was a lie. There is no way to squawk attractively. It was rather unattractive. Arms flailing, legs kicking. It was just awful.
I said something I’d been thinking for a long while, This guy came into work. I thought he was attractive. I check out guys sometimes. It came out fast because that was the first time I’d said it alou...
I googled what to do when your future werewolf mate/boyfriend/best friend courts you and brings you a dead rabbit. First, there was a lot of porn. Then I found a recipe for Maltese rabbit stew. It was...
I could appreciate the older man. I had eyes, after all. He was all tall and barrel-chested and rocked a mustache that curled at the ends. Gary and I agreed he was a total KILF.
I check out guys sometimes. It came out fast because that was the first time I’d said it aloud. It felt like relief. And terror. Carter didn’t say anything for a minute. And then he said, Oh. Okay. Di...
I always thought unicorns were made from sunshine and rainbows and good feelings. Like you just appeared one day in a field filled with flowers and a big fat sunbeam falling all around you. And there’...
He snorted into his radicchio, which I admired because it was a pretty purple. The radicchio was purple, not his snort. Just in case you got confused there. I don't think it's possible for people to s...
Felix, he whispered. Oh, little man. Oh, Felix. That fire… the fire isbeautiful.
Even after two days, I can see that there are so many sides to him...There's times he exudes such strength that it threatens to knock me flat...Those are the times that I do believe he is an angel, th...
Chris pulled a small notepad from a pocket lining the inside of his jacket. He opened it, putting it on the table before him. He frowned, patting his outside pockets, before pulling out a stubby penci...
Charlie snorted. Ms. Muffman, may I introduce to you Lulu Deerdancer and Buster Cleveland. According to their IDs, both are in their twenties. Lulu here likes to fellate a sucker on his finger while l...
And what’s that about? he asked, nodding toward the wolf that now had the collar of Carter’s coat between its teeth and was trying to drag him away. It wasn’t going so well for the timber wolf, seeing...
If there is one thing a small town always has, it’s secrets.
Anyone that gave them shit for anything would find a drag queen’s spiked heel up their urethra.
You should put your shirt back on, I said. He squinted at me. Why? Because of… you know. All of that. I waved my hand at his entire being. Then he grinned. And it was evil. All of this? He flexed his...