Love indulged the masochist.

Just a taste. That was the Cambion policy, our credo. ‘Just take enough to appease the spirit, then move on.’ It sounded simple enough, but sometimes taking a little was worse than taking none at...

He wanted more, as did I, but we still had a ways to go. I wasn’t a tease and my demands seemed pretty reasonable: always be honest and try not to eat me. ~ Sam,...

Sam: I’ve never considered myself a finicky eater. No pie ever crossed my path and survived.