Almost Free

It's been a long time, my pretty-pretties. And it may be a while yet before I can post here again full time. I must still spend a bit of time contemplating my so-called wrong-doing before I'll be released. Trust me. It's a pretty story - late night violence, red and brutal - and it ends nicely with a son-of-a-bitch crumpled in a corner, begging through broken teeth. Okay. That's not the real end, but it was near enough to the end for me to call it that way. The prick got what was coming to him. Unfortunately, he got it in front of witnesses. More on that later. Diana Trees