Tomorrow and Tomorrow

Vanessa fell to her knees in tears, gripping Enrique’s jeans. “I didn’t know what to do. I’m sorry,” she said. +++++“He followed you?” +++++“I managed to lose him at a light but he caught up to me.” Vanessa pressed her forehead into the floor and wept. The same way...

Don’t Drink and Drive

Ted Urban was expecting someone different. Someone taller, for sure, and someone dressed differently. If the person standing before him were a baseball player, the visitor might be listed as five foot, six inches in the press guide. That, as is typically the case with...

Nothing Hardcore to Me

It happened because of a photo.  A photo of a naked woman. A red-headed woman down on her knees, licking a bloody knife, over an off-white infinite background.  Nothing hardcore to me.  But very powerful all the same. +++++She was neither über-model-thin nor...