The followup to "Just a little quickie", this story covers the events of the following weekend last November. I found out that I was not the only squirter in the coffee house after all! 2,516 words... not too shabby! ;P
The green-skinned zombies appeared a year ago, and Ethan Cross has been surviving in the middle of this hellhole of a world by himself since that day. For being a survivor in a zombie apocalypse, he's not doing too badly. But he still wants news of what's happening in the outside world. A scavenging trip to an old electronics store in search of a radio brings him in contact with something he didn't think he'd ever see again: A woman.
Unfaithful, inattentive parents in a failing marriage. Bickering siblings who can barely stand to be in the same room. A sister who jetted off to college and never calls. A long list of secrets and dark histories. These are the ingredients that make up the dysfunctional Greenfield family. But the oldest son's girlfriend has a plan to help repair this fractured family, by converting them to her own family's not-so-conventional lifestyle.
A story in the Lesbian Romances Universe
Clarita owes the mountain her seventh daughter’s seventh daughter. Michelle breaks every salt line she finds. Hate becomes hunger, hunger becomes rope and brand and fist. To keep the witch in the walls fed, they pay with blood, welts, hot wax, and shattering squirt under the Mothman’s red eyes. Love here is a debt paid in screams and perfect surrender. The ridge claimed them. They claimed each other harder.