19
May

Splash

by Purrsia illustrated by susieoh (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/82758.html) I woke up with a mouth full of sand. The plane. Something had happened…. I sat up, spitting sand out as I went, and my head told me just what a shitty idea that had been. The plane had crashed. Shit. I went on a flight to Tahiti […]

5
Mar

Maid In America

by Purrsia illustrated by Nanashi (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/79034.html) It was only when Aaron was standing at the doorway of his own apartment in a three-piece suit that he realized Stu could talk him into pretty much anything. God only knew what the neighbors would think. The neighbors probably already thought plenty of things, with three men […]

24
Dec

A Visit From Nick

by Purrsia (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/67369.html) When it came down to rent or my guitar, that one was easy. So I might have to sleep in my car for a couple of days. No biggie. Food versus the guitar…that was trickier. Ramen noodles and peanut butter were okay, but when I realized the cupboard was bare one […]

16
Oct

Fuck Or Fry

by Purrsia (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/63106.html) Tom never had any luck with girls. It never stopped him from trying, though. Joe admired that about Tom, his sheer boneheaded persistence, his boundless optimism. This time, they were bringing the beer, which Tom thought was an instant key to pussy. Hell, maybe it was. Joe didn’t really give a […]

6
Aug

Shopping Trip

by Purrsia illustrated by Ad-ad Wifey (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/51497.html) The store had called her name for a couple of weeks now. It was clearly a porn shop, but it seemed like one of those girly ones, with decent lighting and a policy of cleanliness. Linda thought she might just walk in after work one night. She […]

6
Aug

Terry Potter And The Double Vision

by Purrsia (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/55424.html) “Dad, look!” Chris ran ahead of me. “Wow.” Wow indeed. The bookstore was glittering, and there were faces peering out of every window– some painted on, some real. Kids and adults, some in costume, some not. Chris and I were in costume; I’d found an old velvet cape my mother had […]

5
May

In Tune

by Purrsia (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/45651.html) The piano tuner was quite attractive, his skin looking dark-skinned white or light-skinned black, Charles couldn’t quite determine which. He wore a tight black t-shirt and jeans so tight that no imagination was needed. Adrian, the last piano tuner, had worn dress pants and a button-down shirt, but he supposed young […]