(A followup to A Night of Feeding.) Petar had promised me he’d
I was early for work tonight; the setting sun was still pouring
Every day, Darkwater slept in my bed; I took the opportunity
“We’ve gotta go out and get some dick today.” Bub grinned
The odds of just about anything happening in space are so low
Now, anyone who knows me knows I’m not usually one for time