Tag: Trash Mouse

Dumpster Seduction

— by Trash Mouse — The rest stop was on a quiet stretch of freeway just outside the city. Over the years the edge of town had moved ever closer and nearly overtaken the place, almost no one ever stopped there anymore. It was only a few more minutes until you reached town. I pulled …

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Something Special

— by Trash Mouse — Rusty surprised me when I came home; he was waiting just past the door of the apartment, leaning against the far wall, a black trash bag in his hand. After a long day of work that was the end of a long week of work seeing my wolf holding that …

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