OddLittleDesires

In the late afternoon, the school's hallways were devoid of all but two students. "I'm not sure it'll fit, you know?" Hana looked up from her backpack. She'd been struggling to cram it full of books from her locker. "What do you want, Kyoko?" she asked the girl standing over her. "Just checking up." Kyoko shrugged. "Heading to the hospital? That's not a school book, is it? What's Mitsu need that one for?" "It's mine." Hana pushed down hard, but Kyoko had just time to get a glimpse of the back of the cover. "Fractional reserve banking," she read out loud. "Sounds riveting." "You weren't in class today." Hana lifted the backpack onto her should

Grace looked up from her wheelchair. The bandages were tight and secure around her legs and made them look like a pair of beautiful stumps. They almost felt like stumps now. Grace looked at the woman who now entered the café, the woman Grace had never seen, the woman Grace only knew as TheWiddleBirb. It wasn't a widdle woman at all. It was a tall woman, and lean too. Her skin was tanned, and there was muscle there. The sunkissed tips of her brown curls gleamed golden resting on the woman's shoulders, and her full lips were half-smiling and half-puckered. Grace waved at the woman and the big eyes were all smiling when they found Grace. Th

Grace looked out onto the grey carpark under the grey sky and saw no one. She'd seen the carpark before on a map online, but she'd never been to this carpark. She'd never been to this town. She moved to the backseats for a little more room, and there, shimmied out of her skirt. Behind the clouds, the low morning sun gave it its all, but Grace was happy in the twilight. She grabbed ahold of her leg and pulled it towards her, burying her heel in her bum with all the strength she could muster. The sporty socks felt rough against her behind. Grace wasn't particularly skinny or particularly sporty, and she could squish the muscle and the fat in he