***Prologue***My name is Barbie Lez. What follows is a retelling of the days following my eighteenth birthday. I still find it difficult to believe everything that happened, but I assure you that everything you are about to read is true.***Monday***Th

Jim Horn rode his horse down the trail at a steady pace. Anyone unfortunate enough to be out in the blistering heat watching him would have seen a sturdily built, sun browned man of slightly above average height. He fit the square-rigged stock saddle

Andromeda IThe phone jangled unceremoniously as dawn’s glow enveloped the flickering remains of the star studded heavens.It was Uncle Harvey, and he needed someone to watch over his remote acreage while he was in the hospital.Harvey was older th

The day after I fucked Mrs. Benson, was the weirdest day of my life. I did not know how to act. I knew I could not act any different or there would be suspicions. I had to get Heather back on my good side. It was Thursday, and whatever happened on Sun