Friday, December 09, 2016


Town biddies mutter “Inappropriate!” but menfolk and curious women pay them no mind. The audience is full, drinking, smoking – bans circumvented by promises – waiting to see live that only glimpsed in pictures.

Snake dancing fell out of favor, ages gone, but myth cannot be fully erased. And there is always the draw of burlesque. People trade much to view shimmying flesh, embrace carnal desire and fantasy of touching the forbidden.

Weaving through tables, iridescent serpents sliding over pebbled skin, I find my target. Such a pretty boy, it saddens me to ruin him, but we are all so very hungry.

Thursday, June 30, 2016

Note to Newcomers

The Nate and Seth series is a continuing story that includes challenge prompts. To read them in chronological order, click on the Nate and Seth Series page and follow the links. I hope you enjoy!

ETA: The story is now complete, so if you've been waiting for us to finish, we have.

Update: The boys were apparently not done with us, nor we with them, so there's a new chapter and tab: Nate and Seth vol. 2.  At the moment, it is on hold while we deal with upheavals in our lives, but rest assured, we will pick it up again.

Monday, February 08, 2016

Tender is the Night

The lightest touch of his fingers made me quiver yet again. He shook, too, for different reasons. Looking up at the clouds, covering then revealing the moon like a burlesque curtain, I knew I’d not forget these moments shared.

“I didn’t realize,” he started, but could not finish.

“Hush, love. It was meant to be a surprise.”

He rolled closer, sweat beading on his forehead. “I’d have done it anyway.”

That earned him another kiss. “I know. Your kind always do.”

I rose. He remained, blank eyes yet content, as I licked his lifeblood from the corner of my mouth.