Kinky Cowgirl

Jane looked past the rusted iron bars of the gate in front of her, peering into the tiny space between the bare concrete walls that couldn’t have been more than three or four metres apart. A woman who looked like she was in her early twenties lay asleep on top of a pile of hay,

Barfly

It was deader than four o’clock in Idaho and we were playing to the barmaids. There were maybe ten people in the bar all night, but we put our souls into it anyway. A lot of people think rock and roll is all dope and glamour. I suppose part of it is. But people never

A young couple from the deep south offend the wrong man and his dog

There are people who will not like some of the things that I write in this story. If you are of the opinion that the south will rise again (or that it should), if you are convinced that the American Civil War was fought for financial reasons or to secure state’s rights then I highly