The short red-head briskly walked down the pathway between two large green bushes that were covered in what she could only assume were poisonous red berries. It was usually a given that if it grew on a bush, and was red, it was poisonous.
Usagi had mixed feelings about these trips. On one hand, it meant spending time with her father, something that she hated doing. Usually he took every minute of the trip to emphasize her many failures. In his eyes, each less than perfect grade, report and effort confirmed his opinion of … Continue reading
Usagi both moaned and grimaced as her head smacked against the metal wall of the small utility closet. Her Civire lover leaned in and looked at her with concern while running his hand through her hair. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Yeah, yeah,” Usagi nodded, kissing him. “Don’t stop.” The … Continue reading