The Glove and the Gavel
I want to tell you how I ended up standing in a feather factory in Sikasso at half past six on a Thursday, holding a steel contraption I…
Longtime reader from Virginia, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is plain and direct. Expect Fetish with grown-up characters (early 20s), specific places, and the confession. Writing for fun and practice. Let me know which characters or settings you want more of. 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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I want to tell you how I ended up standing in a feather factory in Sikasso at half past six on a Thursday, holding a steel contraption I…
I was twenty-three that summer and I had a job inspecting bridges along the coast road, which sounds more interesting than it was.
*This one just poured out of me after a long night drive through the high desert.
I passed Jasper on the switchbacks like I always do, loudly and with commentary.