Jacky Boy“Oh my goodness, he's gained a whole pound!” the woman shrieked, staring incredulously at the scale. I stared at the man, the man who'd gained a whole pound, and looked a little incredulous myself. He could stand to gain ten more pounds! There was a foot of snow on the ground outside, which meant winter. Which meant good holiday food. Which meant a little extra around the waist line. I stared down at my own pudgy belly, my little rolls pressing gently against my thighs. My woman called them love handles, and said they were adorable. When we watched scary mJacky Boy
Failed AttemptNaked and sweating beneath the old comforter He growls his anger and grips the sheets The fists are familiar, the muscles conditioned He's panting, but not with pleasure There's something dangerous in those ragged breaths.Failed Attempt
Naked and shivering at the corner of the bed She whimpers her fear and presses against the wall The tears are familiar, the cheeks already bruised She's crying, glancing at the locked door There's freedom just beyond that wooden plank.
It was another failed attempt At another failed relationship And the pain was getting old For this
Fucking OwnedThere came a night when I could stand it no more. His cruelty was unbearable on the best of nights, and this was not one of those. Slipping a worn shit over my bruised ribs and calloused heart, I reached for my dagger. My hair lay half-way down my back, ragged and worn - like the rest of me, I had not cared for it in days. I crept upstairs to the living room, holding back my urge to vomit. Incredibly, the hand I held my dagger in was steady; the rest of me shook like a damn Parkinson's victim.Fucking Owned
The TV was on, but the volume was incredibly low. No doubt so he could listen to any sound I dare make. Prick. On the screen, basketball p
Bloody ManMiakoda's matted pelt betrayed her healthy spirit that shone in her eyes and through the spring in her step. She traveled lightly through densely grown woods, never getting caught up in the tangles of weeds forever in her way. She flew over fallen logs and deftly skirted muddy puddles. Her fur was dirty enough as it was, and she was too lazy to take a swim and groom herself.Bloody Man
Several months had passed since her fateful crossing of the freezing water, and journey into the thick woods. Her winter fur had shed out, revealing an even darker pelt than the summer before. While other
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