Erotic Fiction by Louisa Burton

Being the trendy, up-to-the-minute type he is, Inigo the Satyr was the first kid on the block with a MySpace page, on which he keeps a running blog. Of the four follets who live at Grotte Cachée, he's the only one who communicates freely with the outside world, reasoning that he's safe in doing so because no one would ever believe he is what he says he is. As he puts it:

"Nobody buys into the whole gods-and-demons thing anymore, and the ones that do are almost always a tad scorched. Good. Don't believe. Then you won't be so quick to barbecue us next time you catch us getting our incubus on. That's the only way to kill most of us, and somewhere along the way, people figured it out, hence the major suck-fest that was the Inquisition. But I didn't come here to bitch about that, much as it still pisses me off. I came here 'cause it's a safe way to meet new people while being honest about what I am, which is a novelty, believe me. All hail technology."

To read Inigo's blog, go to his MySpace page. If you don't have a MySpace account, you can set one up for free; you don't have to put up a page of your own if you don't want to.