They fight their way to the center of the town, past writhing flesh, hungry teeth, an empty church on every other corner. There is a room. In the room, a young girl draws nightmares. She smiles. "At least now I get to make something other than babies."
They fight their way to the center of the town, past writhing flesh, hungry teeth, an empty church on every other corner. There is a room. In the room, a young girl draws nightmares. She smiles. "At least now I get to make something other than babies."
Gossip
Flirting
And creepy men harassing sex workers
All Of These Are Better Done Under The Eyes Of God
Gossip
Flirting
And creepy men harassing sex workers
All Of These Are Better Done Under The Eyes Of God