The End and the Beginning
A true story... The afternoon breeze freshens off the Pacific Coast, gusting over the eucalyptus trees and cutting through my coat and sweater, with chilling effect. Leaden clouds cut off the sun scudding across the gloomy gray sky. Ah, another...
Audience
I am a young, attractive human male, a voluntary sex and torture slave of the Prince of Lions. How and why I got this way, and came to the planet of Braj is another story for another time. Now I am being readied for my daily audience with Him. Each day...