We called it Quadtrimony. We didn't come up with that name on the weekend retreat that started it all. We came up with it a week later, when we met back up and agreed that what the four of us had discovered that weekend was so much more than just a fluke. There is a distinct separation of our lives before that retreat and after. People may think it is only a sex thing, but it is much more than that as well, and it all sta...

No one remembered exactly when the tale of the mysterious woman first started, except that the village was new alongside the ancient woods. Every generation knew the story. As it went, on a day that first started like any other, a mysterious woman dripping in black with a pointy hat appeared between the trees. I said appeared because, according to the telling, the trees actually moved to reveal her and clear a path for he...

Bill was enjoying his first cup of coffee when Staci came down the stairs and, without a word, climbed onto his lap. The two cuddled as he heard his wife getting ready for work. Staci rested her head on her stepfather’s chest as he slipped his arms around her, one hand resting on the college sophomore’s bare leg. He very lightly, almost imperceptibly, began to stroke her soft skin. As his daughter sighed contentedly, Bill...

CHAPTER 11: First Confrontation About three o’clock the next morning, Naamah appeared with her usual whoosh. As before, the sound awakened Luca, and he followed the sound downstairs. “What are you doing here?” Asked Luca. “Strick’ly business, Mr Mana Man. A deal’s a deal,” replied Naamah. “You get eons in the Eternal Orgy, I get mana. I’m here to harvest round one of my end of the bargain.” “That isn’t suicide,” Luca said...

Three years and eight months. That's how long it had been since I'd last seen Pablo in person. And yet I remembered everything. My screaming, my reproaches, that silence when he closed the apartment door. He did it slowly, not trying to make it a scene, which somehow made it worse. It was all still so vivid it could have been last week. I could have followed him down the stairs, stopped him before he got in that Uber. I c...

I held onto Ivy’s hand as we stepped into the hallway and pushed past students who had gathered to see where the smoke was coming from. You’d think that the growing amount of smoke would cause them to want to head for the exits, but no. The idiots stood there with their phones out, recording the smoke. What were they fucking thinking? Ivy took charge and led the way, barging past people who just stood there as we made our...

The couple days after my ill-fated liaison with my neighbour were somewhat surreal. The haze of head spin and crotch-rousing electricity took another hour or so to fully subside. I’d jumped straight into our clear blue pool, letting the chlorinated elixir wash the sperm from my chest while I took a moment to fully comprehend what had happened. In a nutshell, I’d inadvertently given myself a raging hard-on that made my min...

Once again, we climb the stairs; I follow behind Mistress Beth as she holds onto my leash. As we reach the landing, Master Melv turns right and heads along the corridor in the opposite direction from before until we come across the large dungeon room. He walks across the room to speak with someone. They whisper; I can’t hear what they're saying, but it makes the other man smile. Master Melv returns to us and takes the lea...

Larisse’s hands felt like they were about to fall off when she threw the tool belt onto the table to take a sip from her water bottle. Almost three months of hard work were behind her, and even though Larisse was glad she took the job in the end. It was not the kind of work she wanted to be remembered for. But this one statue would keep her financially afloat for a long time. She wiped the dust from her glasses, only then...