NIWTB – Teazer

He was well-charred toast… Oh Jesus, it was Iris. Dead straight-ahead, in the phenomenal flesh. Sitting right there in front of me. I blinked, licking dry lips. Right. Fuckin’. There. In. Front. Of. Me. All right… Yet another sign the Man Upstairs was out to get me....

NIW – Chapter One

Need It, Worse by JC Jaye TANSY: ONE I found him! Glory be, I found him. Just when I’d about given up on this dismally stocked popsicle stand, I’d lucked out and found him. Wahoo! And who, pray tell, is he, you may ask? Why, none other than Mr. July himself. Or, in...