Silent Hours

"My guy...your backpack there's unzipped. I can see your laptop sticking out. Probably not the best time for that..." "Shit shit shit. Thanks!" Jamie gestured a quick thumbs-up at the passing otter, comfortably ensconced under her umbrella. Do otters...

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High Tide

_Why is it the only people taking advantage of a nude beach are always the ones who shouldn't be?_ The age-old quandary popped into Lukas's head, but didn't exactly linger - insistent pressure on your bladder sort of has a way of overriding more...

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Snowfall at Seven

Laws were truly a mixed bag. On the one hand, they kept society in order. Competing self-interests had to be curbed somehow. There had to be some kind of deterrent against exploitation. It was self-evident, certainly to most furs, that murder,...

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