The Urban Breeder (WIP)
One cannot blame a breeder for the actions he commits. Just as one cannot blame the shark when they mistake a lone surfer for a tasty seal. They both only do what they do, because the forces of nature drive them to. And fighting one's own nature is...
Facing Prejudice
"a rape van, really?" "'do you find something _comical_about my appearance when i'm driving my automobile?'" "_mattock._" "hush," he said, and then _actually_ held a strong-smelling cloth to my face until i passed out.