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"Hey, does this count as a date?"

"What, tonight? Yeah," I supposed. "Dinner and... after," I selected.

She giggled. "'After'. I like that."

"Not like you're GONNA like it."

She laughed.

When she had basically stopped, I asked, "So this is where I kiss you?"

"Yeah," she smiled.

Victorianna Pentangelo stood on a hill overlooking Lake Ewuana. She trembled at the thought of what she was about to do. Looking down at her right hand, she felt the weight of the gun pulling at her; beckoning in a way. She breathed a deep sigh and put the gun to her right temple. As she did, she said a quick prayer, seeking forgiveness for the unforgiveable...

A man is feminized by his wife and his business partner and framed for embezzlement. Can he survive the humiliations his wife intends to subject him to and start a new life?

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Cianomir

Report of Pompous Maximilians, governor of the rich province of Egypt to the imperial academy in Rome.

What is a monster? Actually, how to define one?
Some people, mainly those that call themselves Christians would say that it is easy, anyone that hurts and maim creatures of a thinking species only for pleasure is a monster.
Perhaps, but and if the violence is done for other reasons? If it is for vengeance, to leave a message or any other of the reasons of war?
In truth I say that as in many other things, this new religion is simplistic in its philosophy with its clear definition of good and evil.
Someone said that if you kill one man you are a murderer, if you kill thousands and call it an act of war you are a hero. Does it apply to monsters either?
To illustrate my thesis, look at this report sent to me by Valerus Ilustratus, centurion of the XXII Centuria, the so-called monster hunters.

Bishop smiled and Bateau returned her smile. “Always remember, for Francesca it is just a game, one she is very, very good at playing. He is the mouse to your cat, nothing more.”