“Color within the lines.” What a message from my life. Yeah, conformity was safe. And look where it got me. I decided feeling nothing at all was worse than any pain taking risks might bring me. That night at the street market, I passed the stilted ladies with skirts lit by lights, ignored the wild-haired clowns juggling balls for kids, and went straight to him. I had to wiggle my way to the front of the circling crowd for...

The woman didn’t hear the banshee’s cries creeping into their home even though his touches grew colder. But sometimes the heart is deaf. Now she sat alone, sobbing. The candle’s flame extinguished beside their broken marriage bed. It wasn’t that he didn’t love his wife, but the banshee wailed of lust, and promised fresh pussy to taste. Her voice sparked a restless bone, and his cock fattened. Her cum was oh so sweet on hi...

The strapping hunters, clad in deep green, felt the shift in the wind and crouched low, watching the pair of chamois abruptly still. “Shhh, they hear you fidgeting, Nikolas,” warned Josef. “Something else spooked them,” he whispered back. A sudden gust, and the animals leapt away through the spruces to the right. The men hurried to follow the tracks, coveting the animals’ hides and already tasting the tender, lean meat on...