I shake my head slow. This isn’t going to go over well. I might not have wanted all these people here, but I took responsibility for them when they showed up. At first, it was as easy as thinking that my basement was finished, warm, and large. We had a lot of furniture, carpeting, and a little kitchenette area. The door to the upstairs was … Continue reading The Basement (part 2): A Short Story

I want to say that waking up every morning with an erection and never being able to do anything about it is the worst part, but… that’s fucking stupid. I guess when I think about it, every part is the worst part. When I open my eyes and everything is pitch black, that’s the worst part, too. When I’m not sure if I can get … Continue reading The Basement (Part 1): A Short Story