Shy girl finds her voice and screams into sealed space where they’ve tucked her away. Nobody hears because nobody wants to know what evil took her voice in the first place or what horror she faced to pluck it from dark canyon where she fell unnoticed.
Even now they barely notice her. Secretly, they remain grateful for safe havens from summer storm. Afraid of the dark, these who are her only hope scatter at sound of awkward cry, run for homes well-lit with love and laughter, and refuse to see: they become monsters, too.
How true. I've known people like that. More often than not, we all feel like that at some point in our life. These are the kind of people who need nurturing.
Sexuality is very misunderstood.What if the tornado dropped Dorothy not into Oz, but onto the shooting set of an X-rated film?
Eric Edwards makes sex films. Period... Sex-on-command. Sex-for-hire.... So begins the story of Eric Edwards, Mr.