Rating:  NC-17 for sex and violence.  No candy though.  We don't let our whores eat sweets.  It rots their teeth
Word Count:  1290

There has always been some sort of debate on how a child learns certain behavior. Is it genetically encoded into their DNA or is there some sort of behavior that they learn while they are young that makes them turn out a ( Read more... )

This is an OC / NPC that kind of happened by accident last night.  I have no idea what is going to come of her - but you know me and prostitutes . . . Mmm that came out wrong.  Anyway, here's a short little drabble / fic.

She wanted to go home, but her sister tugged her along to another bar, following after a rich business man who had ( Read more... )

        Her fingers plunged deep into the curly hair of the man above her.  Holding on, gasping for breath - the heat of the room so stifling she was tempted to pull away just to shove the window open so they didn't melt.  Where would the fun in that be though?  The sweat dripped from limbs and down shoulders, over backs and pooled in places that ( Read more... )

 
        The first time she saw him, really saw him, she thought he was a ghost - some sort of hallucination.  She thought that she was going mad with hunger, she was so hungry, she thought her stomach was eating itself - that's how it felt anyway.  She had been so hungry those last few months that she did things only desperate people do, she dug ( Read more... )

     "Don't look at me, it's laundry day."  Olivia Benson muttered across the desk to her partner who had been innocently sipping coffee and checking his email as he waited for her to come in.

He loved her laundry days.  It was one of his guilty little pleasures, and as much as he loved it, he hated himself for looking at Olivia on her laundry days ( Read more... )