A Making of a Gigolo Story Jill was divorced, and angry at men in general. Her ex was a bastard, and she expected other men to be the same. When things break, though, you usually have to find a man to repair them. A friend told her Bobby Dalton could fix anything. Her friend was right. He fixed much more than her washing machine.
A wife who is adamant about fidelity cheats. An honest man lies and lies and lies. Getting fired seems like the unluckiest thing that can happen to Jeff - or is it an opportunity? How do you rank lucky events? Heck, how can you even recognize their true nature at the time?
A story in the George series. George is the new boy in class. He's rich, smart, good looking and lives alone with his doctor-father in the grandest house in town. He could date any of the cool girls in senior year. How come, then, that he only wants to be with the fat girl from the run down part of town?
Hurricanes have a way of blowing away the old, leaving one to rebuild something new. Two evacuees are placed together by circumstance and something starts happening.
Beach communities can be lonely in the off season. For Paul, that's good, because he's a writer. For Barb, it's good because she 'has issues'. It's all good until the two of them meet. Then it gets better.
The story behind how Lucas, the star of 'Madness', learned about sex and girls, and how he came by the confidence that made him almost irresistible to so many women.
A young man's quest begins after he receives the Oberon ring. He is joined by a beautiful instructor and special warriors on his quest. Winner of the Golden Clitoride for Best Mind Control Story of the Year.
If I had to pick one event or day in my life that has impacted me more than any other, the choice would be easy - the day my dad and I had sex together for the first time. Everyone asks me if this really happened. Well, it did and yes, we're still together occasionally - in every sense of the word. People always ask me what's my favorite diary entry. While this one may not be the best written, the most erotic, or even the hottest, it means more to me than anything else I've ever written.
I had been sitting in the food court when I was nearly hit by falling boxes. Offering to help triggered an outburst from an angry young woman. "What, you see a cripple and think you have to help? What do you know about handicaps? Why don't you shut up and leave me alone!" she screamed. The entire food court was silent. I didn't respond, just got my cane from a chair where I'd left it. As I was leaving the food court I heard, "Please stop!" The words weren't quite so angry now.