Category Archives: From A hypnagogic Journal

Bethany: Part Three   If Bethany was the embodiment of an authentically good person, then Sammy Rosenfeld was our schools greatest living example of a fake one. Sammy was the kind of guy the grown ups are always pointing out … Continue reading →

Bethany, Part Two Despite her palpable desire, her sensual hunger at moments like this, Bethany had always been a "good girl," the best of the best, a leader and example for all the other girls in my prep school. When … Continue reading →

From a Hypnagogic Journal: Bethany, Part One   I’m drifting, falling – then coming to with a start, bouncing up from the car seat as I’ve fallen onto it from the sky. I have that weird feeling you get when … Continue reading →