Ursula would be queen. One last male remains in her way - the gallows beckon. A gratuitous tale of execution, inspired by my love, of both hangings, and the rightful triumph of dominant femininity over masculinity. Treated to the lusty control of womanhood from an early age, the heir to a kingdom is deservedly usurped by a ruthless woman. Betrayed to her by the earlier controlling woman, who's seen to it that his destiny would always be to entertain the sadism of dominant femininity.
Around late 1970's. A niece explains a sexual encounter to her uncle requesting he not require her to admit consenting due to religious guilt it would cause. He learned she practiced 'White magic', sexual magic in college and might have been tricked or raped or just having a one night stand. No matter which is was some family members would shun her if she had consented. Humor is in her response that lets the reader decide what happened.
A 14-year-old boy with the unfortunate name of Isaac Cox is cornered by some older girls who strip him and make him run home naked. Isaac is arrested and sent to Reform school where he is targeted by the schools worst bullies who force him to live up to his name.
There was no reason to lie to Shannon about my affair with Verne, but for reasons that to this day still baffle me, I did. Shannon and I had a good relationship, one that allowed me to indulge my lusty nature, just so long as he was with me. I liked two men using me, but I chose not to say anything the following morning about the fun I had with Verne. This story has two endings, one of which is true.
Ramu and I are on holiday. We meet a bevy of young girls who have recently won a dramatic competition. We persuade the girls to perform for us naked. Then the real party starts...