[PSI-2] Brigadier General Glorious D’Iver put her financial surrogate, the homeless schoolteacher, on the bus with all of five sinqs of her paycheque. The rest…
PSI-2 Sanaam appeared in the kitchen on Tiw’s Day morning, clutching a package of cold cuts. “I told your mother I was going to help…
PSI-3 “This is fabulous!” Ann declared, gazing into Lola’s eye. Just the one. She’d politely removed it for examination. “I think you’ve patched it better…
PSI-3 Ann, Cerise and Calliope watched contemplatively as two crossdressing performers in the tackiest faux-Iroquoise costumes imaginable brought ‘Wig-Wam Bam’ by Sweet to a lip-synced…