“The unicorn colonel sits atop his powerful steed in full uniform, looking up at me as I gaze down at him. He’s just as handsome as the painting that hangs downstairs, and despite my best efforts I almost immediately find myself just as aroused as I am afraid."
“I can feel the colonel’s hoof hands press gently on the back of my head and hold me there, hesitating, as if he’s still not entirely sure that he wants to commit to this favor
for a ghostly friend.”
Chuck Tingle, My Ass Is Haunted By the Gay Unicorn Colonel