Collector Mania

“Oh, I got to show you my endangered pigs,” Fozzie says, stretching. “Ever heard of Choctaw hogs?” Emma frowns, tapping her chin. “I have. Yes. One of the rare breed registries had some show event locally, we had a display in the atrium for a month. Some very odd pictures.” …

Good Advice

“What I don’t get,” says the dark woman with the husky voice, pouring out pale yellow juice into tumblers full of ice cubes, “is why we all bin sittin’ here buttoned up for three weeks now, listening to bug-static here and there and everywhere, and ain’t nothin’ really happenin’. I …

The Heat is On

“Was that brand okay?” Drin says, scrubbing at his face sleepily. He’s sitting on the edge of the rumpled bed, hair sticking up, his knees all bony and his legs incredibly naked-looking. He smells powerfully of sweat and man and semen, and Dance just wants to crawl up into his …