Sweet Baby Ray
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Caroline rolled her eyes at the sight of another preposterous mess left behind by her slob of a son. The single mother had spent an hour cleaning this exact same pig stye the day before. How could one boy produce so much trash in such a short amount of time?
 
 
“Raymooooooond!” the woman's voice filled the entire house like a siren. “Y

Over A Few Drinks pt. 2
By Angel
  The nameless man sat in the chair as he began his story.
 “It was in college, like most of your stories. It’s been so long since it all happened, so some of the details might be wrong, not that you would be able to know. But on the off chance you knew me, or know of my story, please keep that to yourself.”
 The man looked to Alex, who nodded with approval.
 “I stayed late one day at college. I had been eyeing this pretty woman a

  The Hutt's palace was full of terrible music, drunken scoundrels, and beautiful dancing slavegirls. A blue skinned Twi'lek was dancing in front of my table on a long gold chain that led back to the fat grubby hands of the disgusting slug, Jabba the Hutt. I was reluctant to return to the palace after my last mission went bad, I lost the Hutt's cargo and money but hoped I could weasel my way back into his good graces. I had met a young pantoran Jedi girl and made a plan with her to take dow

 Deep in a poorly lit cave, a creature stirs, tearing and flailing at their surroundings in a crazed frenzy. That creature is me, a mid-twenties femboy frantically trying to find a left stocking for her outfit, and that cave, my walk-in closet. I silently cursed as I dug through drawers and piles of clothes trying to find my other white knee-high stocking. My best friend, Jess, would be over soon to take me to one of the most exclusive clubs in town. I had never heard of it before she told