Plant your tongue firmly in cheek and accompany our intrepid fearless Reporter, Dag as he heads out to interview '" A talking Daffodil? Warning! Reading this could make you a hopeless Romantic or crazy as a Loon. Either way '" I'm not to blame. Well..., may be a little.
Jenny's only child Jules was ready to leave home, and she was still young enough to have a baby. But her husband seemed unable and unwilling to give her one. Could Dr. Ceres have the answers not only to her empty womb but her loveless marriage as well? Only if her son Jules was willing to help, and if Jenny was willing to let him.
Anthea is heartbroken when her boyfriend, Felix leaves her. However, she chose to remain friends, even willing to be the Matron of Honor at his wedding for his fiancee Darla. She thinks that she can never love again, but is it possible that someone she knows might be trying to piece back her broken heart?
A Doctor's Erotic Adventure... Story The long awaited week at the Penkor Island Medical Conference is finally underway! Patricia is thrilled to be attending the medical lectures on the latest surgical techniques with the Surgeons and the other Physician Assistants.To her dismay, she finds to fulfill the terms of her bizarre contract, she must also undergo additional training in new-to-her erotic skills as well!
Harry is an artist. For years, he painted the female form, and made love to his models, with hedonistic abandon. But now he's 52 and still single. He takes a holiday to France, and finds he's sharing a train with Natasha, one of his former models. Maybe there's still hope for lasting love?
Can Xmas spirit finally reconcile a father and his daughter? Can an afternoon on a boat on Miami Bay overcome ten years of recrimination? Will he let his daughter marry the spoiled rich boy? Can't Patricia do better with her life than repairing torn hymens?...Read on... / (Reviews)
When mom got kidnapped and trained as a sex addict, I became her Medication. "A shudder went through Mom's body as she slowly parted her lips, letting me slip the tip of my thumb between them, feeling the wetness of her mouth, and then the tip of her tongue brushing against it."