The World Needs A Hero

Death became her savior, a hero.

Import the Self

A beggar walks up to a man dressed in—what the beggar assumes is—fancy attire and humbly lowers himself to be small and frail looking. “Sir, could you spare a dollar?” The man stops in his tracks. With the beggar at his side, the man slowly turns to look the beggar in his face.

Purple Circle

She steps out of the shower as he spanks her wet ass. “Hand me my face soap, will ya?” he asks from within the wet rain locker. “One sec; I gotta dry off,” she whines.