I grew up hungry in the poorest corner of Cretan City, a tragedy of fallen potential called Farsky. Originally intended to be the next big project, a hub of cultural significance, the largest grant funding the would-be arts district had mysteriously dissi...
It was early morning as I opened my eyes. My head was pounding, it seemed I'd drunk a few too many drinks the night before. Not surprising, seeing as how nervous I'd been... Blackout blinds made the bedroom pitch black, despite it now being mid-morning. M...
Mister Muscle and LoveBug Issue #3: Short and Sweet Chapter One: Eye Candy After weeks of careful debate, we’d finally gotten her costume sorted out, reaching a compromise we were both comfortable with. The sticking point had been the zipper, of course. S...
Comic look at futuristic sex: In this age of virtual fucking, is it still possible to fall in love? ..."This dream was not so much the dream of a perfect woman As a spectre, sick of unbeing, That had taken possession of his body To find herself a life."...
