Home
"you play with my heart too much, samuel ayers." "and with mine too" william said, walking in from the porch. he was wearing a black and red bathroom with mamaceqtaw symbols on it, and white briefs that left little to the imagination.
At the Bistro
William parked his truck next to the bistro. Their car, it seems, was already parked, and if he could squint extra hard he could seem them inside, the lnx waving. "Guess you won't do your mafia 'I was waiting for you' shtick" Sam chuckled. ...
Part IX - As I Would Save a Stranger in the Street
All the ride home, Leo had been idly running his thumb, in small circles, over the tiny padlock on his chest. Will and Sam had laid in eachother's arms, apparently very satisfied with an afternoon's work. Leo sat on the floor, cross-legged, since he'd...
Part VIII - The Heart is Just a Muscle
God knew where his shirt had been all day, but he wrestled off his jeans and boxers the second the door shut behind him. "Get your slave ass in here," Sam's growl drifted from the living room, "now." Leo scrambled. If nothing else, Sam clearly knew...
Part II - The Tender Things Are Those We Fold Away
"You work in the morning?" "Yessir." "Really, on Saturday? Huh." Kane was being very patient, he thought, while Will passed a beat-up phone back to whoever-the-hell-this-was. "You're gonna text me on your first break, then." "Yessir. Uh, what do I...
Part III - New Unfolding His Imprison'd Pride
This picnic table probably hadn't been here when this place had been actual offices. Will's keen investigative instincts told him that the taco truck people had brought it and set it up. An operating office park wouldn't have a plastic table with a...
Part X - And Thus They Welcomed Me, One Among Their Band
The Stag was much as it had been last time. A little less crowded, though maybe not. A little less noisy, though only possibly. The same lights over the dance floor. The same pornographic encouragement on the screens. The same alcohol and cologne,...
Circles (Un)Broken - Ch. 2 : Anton
CIRCLES (UN)BROKEN II. ANTON * * * Anton didn't remember much about the moments after he and Sam got out of the mines. He remembered walking along the desert for what seemed like miles with his arms around Sam's shoulders... or perhaps...
Circles (Un)Broken - Ch. 1 : Anton
CIRCLES (UN)BROKEN I. ANTON * * * The Saguaro's Hip. One of the finest saloons in the town of Echo, or this side of the southwestern states, as the proprietress, one Madam Dora, would claim. Indeed, The Hip (as locals called it), was among...
Circles (Un)Broken - Ch. 5 : Samuel
"samuel... ayers..." no one moved. "did... did someone just say my name?" murdoch said nervously. sydney stared at him. "no...? i was sure someone said my name," sydney said. "i heard someone calling for me as well..."
Part XVI - Still as the Silence Round About His Lair
It wasn't usually the director of photography's job, on these shoots, to do this kind of groundwork. Finding sources for local legends, or the locals who could tell them, was something the writers/hosts/directors/producers had always handled. And yes,...
Part VII - Who Are You, Taking Coffee No Sugar
Leo came down in the morning without a shirt. He'd woken up to find it gone from the neat pile on the floor. "Huh," Will hadn't sounded surprised. "Guess you're not wearing a shirt today then, pup." The living room held only that dim, clear, faintly...