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White cotton singlet straining to cover his rotund belly. And failing. Dismally.  Tightest footy shorts. How did you even get into them? I suppress a shudder.  Bare feet with long, dirty toenails.  On your couch? Sure.  The beach? Sure. The park? Okay.  Ducking in to buy milk? I guess.  My restaurant for dinner service? As likely as […]

Door locked. Windows too. No escape. Everyday. I cry out. None hear. Everyday. Fed once. Not yet. A bird lands outside. Plump. Turns its head. Flies away. Nothing to do but sleep. Footsteps. Heavy. Him. I dash. Keys jingle. Him. I hide. Lock turns. Door opens. He enters. I pounce. I strike. He grabs me.