Her Stool, My Pleasure

Her Stool, My Pleasure

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse suite, a relentless rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. Below, the city lights blurred into an impressionistic smear, swallowed…
Cage Bird’s Submission

Cage Bird’s Submission

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse, a relentless, insistent rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my own heart. Below, the city lights blurred into a shimmering, indistinct…