Because you can’t always be a brat…

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When I wake the world is bathed in a purple haze. Still half-asleep I brush my violet bangs from my eyes, pin the unruly strands from my temple behind my ear.

I raise the back of my hand to my mouth and yawn lightly.

“Good morning, sleepy head.” I smile at the lilting lyricism of your voice, lift my chin to meet your azure gaze with my own hardwood regard.

“Good morning, baby.” Your lips meet mine with the barest of touches that’s less postscript to the night’s lust, more prelude and promise.

Your slender arm wrapped about my shoulder…

In which an affair is revealed

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Pete grinned toothily at me across my wife’s bare back as he hammered enthusiatically at her pussy, shoving her forward and cramming my cock down her throat with each thrust of his. Laura moaned, lost in her lust. The moan thrummed down the length of my shaft, causing me to twitch against the roof of her mouth.

In the candlelight I could see Pete was mouthing something. I couldn’t lipread in the flickering light, swayed by the gently oscillating ceiling fan overhead, as evinced by the lazy curls of jasmine-scented smoke that filled the air and our nostrils. Even so…

When it’s been WAY too long between bouts.

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From the airport to the hotel, the taxi ride is like every other time, except it isn’t. There was a new tension when we kissed through our grins at the arrivals lounge. It’s been too long. I’ve missed you. Desperately.

So here we are, hand in hand, watching through the windows as the world passes by. But I see you looking.

My dress is shorter than I’d usually dare, and I know you’ve noticed the seams of my stockings, following their promise higher. You aren’t subtle, and I like that. …

Puerto Rico leads the way, but no one gives a shit

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Last Tuesday Governor Pedro Pierluisi declared a state of emergency in the American territory of Puerto Rico. Why? Because of the prevalence of gender-based violence. This includes violence against women and transgender people.

The announcement follows the brutal killing of Samuel Edmund Damian Valentin, a young trans man, who was found dead by a motorist whose car struck his body, which had been dumped on the highway. Sammy had been killed by multiple gunshot wounds across his body, which authorities say points to the murder being driven by rage.

A hate crime.

NBC reports that the Transgender Law Center say…

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Moonlighter was the first hit.

The crisp, virgin powder beneath his feet, with no hint of a warning, lifted and sent him somersaulting across the clearing. He landed deftly and spun, reaching under and back to grasp and retrieve his battle axe.

Autumn withdrew some tiny tools from her belt and began an incantation I knew would never land. Her companion, a Bronze Tiger automaton she'd named Vayadora, an elven cry that meant 'sic em', leapt towards another rising pillar of snow as it piled towards her mistress.

Our doughty cleric, the fierce dwarf, Rijk, hefted his ornate hammer in…

In which case, screw ’em

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US Secretary for Education Betsy DeVos served her last day on the 8th of January of this year, having tendered her resignation a day earlier. In her resignation letter she lights into the moral failings of her august leader, Donald Trump, calling his actions ‘unconscionable’.

So unconscionable they marked ‘an inflection point’ for her. An inflection point so rigid it required she fall upon her sword and resign. (Let’s conveniently ignore that she would have been made redundant the moment Biden entered the Oval Office) Wow! Quelle courage! Such moral fortitude. Such an inspiration.

Indeed, in her resignation she references…

Mrs. Capricious

Trans femme dyke. Smutsmith. Provocateur. Idiot.

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