Short Tempered Stereotype

What am I doing with my life? I questioned as the dishwasher was burning up my naked back. My name is Chester and I have been a dwarf 'entertainer' for 6 years... it was supposed to be a stepping stone but like so many before me I'd been lured in by the easy money. The financial … Continue reading Short Tempered Stereotype



Shouting. Was it close? It was close, I could feel the breath hitting my face. Didn't understand it. Could hear ringing. Were my ear drums busted? No, it was Arabic. Fuck was I captured? Tried to move my hands, cable tied. I managed the strength to look up at my surroundings. I was trapped. Shit there … Continue reading Akbar