The Rodeo Judge
The favor he did me had sat between us for ten years, patient as a stone, and he had never once asked for anything back.
Slate Ritual
Amateur fiction writer in Michigan, keeping company with no pets right now, just houseplants and craft stout and Islay scotch. Most of my posts live in BDSM. I have a soft spot for the favor, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Slate Ritual
Courtroom Control
I have been a bailiff for nineteen years, which is the kind of number you say out loud once and then try not to think about.
Fairway Lessons
It's funny what grief does to your calendar.