Leather and Feathers
The museum annex sits on top of a rock spire like a hat somebody left on a fencepost.
Stories in Fetish tagged leather, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 16 to 20 minutes. Writers to know: Session of Paper, Gold Draft and Timber Craft. Readers usually start with “Leather and Feathers” and “Leather & Rust”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
The museum annex sits on top of a rock spire like a hat somebody left on a fencepost.
So here's how my day was supposed to go.
*This one just poured out of me after a long night drive through the high desert.
I'm Amy, sixty-two years old, and I've been an electrician for thirty-eight years.
Finn was forty-two years old, an architect, and he had spent the better part of three decades being the reasonable one in every room he…
Laura Holcomb was twenty-four and she worked nights.
I turned thirty-three on a Tuesday, and I spent the afternoon of my birthday lost in Leipzig on purpose.
Janie was thirty-four years old and she had a secret she'd told almost no one.
My name is Pablo.
I spotted Larry before he spotted me, which was a small mercy.
I was forty-four years old last March, and until that week I had lived what my sister called a sensible life.
Aiden drags the hose across the bay floor one more time, boots squeaking on the wet polished concrete.