A Walk on the Sissy Side
It was a normal looking non-descript house in a normal looking neighborhood but the address on the door matched up with the directions he had been given. James pulled into the curb at the side of the road and put the car into park. The radio cut off and he was surrounded by the silence. He felt a small knot of tension in his back and a growing mix of excitement and apprehension. He swallowed and pulled the key out of the ignition. Opening up the door he climbed out of the car and started...