by Yaso Aki (八十 秋) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/18383.html) “Hey, pretty. Want to go for a ride?” Samuel pointedly did not look at the man whose all too noticeable yellow eyes were leering at him. Firstly, that had to be the worst pick-up line he’d heard, and second of all the guy looked the type to be […]