Warehouse Date
Enoch inspected the underside of his fingernails for dirt a fourth time. Waiting with the possibility of sex jazzing up the proceedings was a different kind of hassle than when he laid atop the covers willing sleep, but it had been twenty minutes since...
Fullfillment
Clancy knew from previous attempts the worst part would be how long it would take. He'd tried this too many times before. He scratched the woolly brown of his shoulder. He was a yak with stubby horns; a little on the short side, broad shouldered but...