Rubber Village

"What's in your briefcase? Will you be the one to tell me?" The same blank stare. The eyes aren't real; they're rubber just like the rest of the face. "Then can you show me?" He opens the briefcase without signs of objection. A little hastily in fact. This was a surprise, but the emptiness of … Continue reading Rubber Village


The Last Kiss

He looked at me then looked at me some more. I could tell he was lusting for me. There was always this look to him when he was about to indulge us. I peered back, and my body reflected the light from the dimly lit room. I am sitting still, but slightly ebb and flow … Continue reading The Last Kiss