The Babysitter: Part II

The lithe bodied black furred tiger collapsed against the tiles of the bathroom floor. It was like lying on a bed of ice! Cleo had well... destroyed him? Abused him? Violated him...? Only dark verbs seemed to describe what had just happened to him, so...

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My Bad!

I'll delete this tomorrow or something but would like to openly apologize for severely slacking in the writing department this month. I've not kept up to date with my story The Babysitter and several people messaged me asking about it. So sorry again,...

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The Little Lynx. Part I

Tani. That's what her friends had started calling her at about eight years old and ever since then she had hated being called Tanaka. Tanaka West. She'd write that name on an application or for an ID but if any of her girls called her Tanaka she'd slap...

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The Little Lynx. Part II: Sex Ed. 102

(This story follows the events of Part I, seven hours later.) "So what are you waiting for?" "I... I dunno..." You don't?" "No, I don't!" "So you're not waiting for anything?" "No!" "Then just go!" Clio the wolfess shouted, pushing Tani the...

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Scoped, Dropped, never Mourned

It was dusk, Russian winter setting in. Ominous black clouds rolled and mixed with one another as they passed in the smoked fumed sky. The minds of the average man and the common soldier differ drastically. Common sense is but a luxury and has no sense...

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The Babysitter: Part I

Conn kept his hands firmly stuck in his pockets as his runners slapped the pavement. It was a busy evening in the neighbourhood; kids running back and forth with water-guns, playing ball in the street; teens loitering on the corners or hanging around...

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The Babysitter: Prologue

"But you can't!" "I can." "Aunt Evelyn!" "Connor?" "No, seriously! This is such bullshit!" "Watch your mouth." "Why, why are you doing this to me?" "And just what am I doing?" Conn stopped arguing for a split second, trying to piece together...

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