Where imagination is the only limit
Short teaser: It’s a wild Saturday after a crazy birthday party. A hungover guy wakes up, chats with his mom, and things take a surprising turn. It’s Saturday afternoon, I’ve been sleeping all day thanks to the excessive birthday celebration last night. Outside, it’s already getting dark, and I’m starting to wake up, classic. Gradually, … Read more
Mike lay bundled under several blankets, recounting his morning incident to Henry, who lay beside him. Mike owed Henry a great deal. When he became homeless, he wandered Prague for several days, sleeping in various dangerous spots. Once, he slept at the main train station and was nearly beaten by some young hooligans. Then, by … Read more
Mike was freezing. He was rummaging through a dumpster, stretching uncomfortably, which caused his worn-out jacket to ride up, letting the cold seep in. It was a truly damp and chilly morning. Winter was already making its presence known. What would Mike’s first winter on the streets be like? He didn’t know, but he had … Read more
The experiences I described last time repeated themselves many times over. When Mr. Miller learned from my aunt that out of all male bodily fluids, I most enjoy swallowing urine, he laughed and then made me drink his piss quite often—even forcing me to drink his friends’ urine as well. But he didn’t spare me … Read more
“I’ve been trying here long enough. It’s time for you to earn something for our household too,” my step-aunt told me yesterday, and my head spun a little. I’ve lived with my aunt since I was little—my mother didn’t want me, and God knows who my father is. I was lucky that my mother’s half-sister … Read more