Here's the next episode of Dom's adventures. The title is somewhat of a misnomer, since the glass balls are mentioned only parenthetically in this episode, but I wanted to preserve the continuity of the narrative. People had a lot of trouble getting the chronology straight in the Emily series, so I thought I'd spare them that ordeal. (I've also experimented with putting the Emily-related stories into a "series" category, to help people with the time line.)
I think this story still has places to go, although I don't know exactly where. It could follow Dom to Rome, or it could reunite him with Lucia, or Donetta, or both of them. We'll see. (Suggestions are always welcome; even though I tend not to use them directly, I enjoy seeing where my readers think the story ought to go, and they sometimes spark other trains of thought that lead to plots).
Part of the fun of this series is dealing with the parallel development of the medieval Dominic and the modern Olivia Wright, who narrates the stories. Maybe the next episode will have Olivia and her new lover traveling to Italy, where they'll find another masterpiece...
One more thing. If you looked for "The Glass Balls" and couldn't find it, you have your content filter set to screen out stories dealing with children under thirteen. As I said in a previous blog entry, To get around the filter, you have to go into your account settings and choose "full access" (or whatever it's called). Then you should be able to see "The Glass Balls" and also "Mrs. Swinson's Summer Camp," which I think may be my best story to date, even though it isn't rated as highly as my others. Once you read the stories you wish to read, you can reset the filter back to where it was.
This is strictly fantasy, although it had its roots in a sorority initiation I underwent back in my college days in the early seventies. (And, no, I'm not going to tell you that that initiation was, because it's a secret! But suffice it to say that it did have some mildly sexual content, not quite as extreme as in the story. Of course, we didn't have a statue in the basement, either. If we had, you never know ...)
I'm probably going to get complaints that there isn't enough sex in story, or that Priapus doesn't become alive due to some spell being broken and go on a rampage, or something else. Sorry, but I wanted to keep it as realistic as possible, the sort of thing that stays within the bounds of what is not only possible, but plausible. And the story is really about Ginny's sexual re-awakening, not the restoration of the initiation rite. It's about the value of tradition as a means of connecting with past ages. Ginny rediscovers her sexuality only when she rediscovers her past. But I'm sure a lot of you have figured that out already.
Well, I finished the "sequel to the sequel" of "Wendy." Actually, it's a revision of what was originally intended to be Wendy's sequel.
The original sequel didn't work because I was telling it from Wendy's point of view. To be honest, what I was trying to do was what Jehoram did so well in his stories about "Bigfoot and the Wood Nymph," where he told the same story twice, once from the man's point of view and again from the woman's. But I couldn't make it work, because there really wasn't a lot of new things to learn about Wendy; I felt that it was mostly repeating what I'd already told in the first story.
But after "Wendy and Susie" was finished and posted, I got to thinking that it never really told the story from Susie's point of view. In fact, we didn't learn much about Susie at all, particularly the source of her obsession about her father. I sensed that there was another story to be told here. By exploring Susie's pre-teen relationship with Wendy, I also was able to include some background information on Wendy, too, which helped to explain both her sexual hang-ups and her fascination with "cum-shot" videos. I reworked the original sequel, and here it is.
I don't know if I'll continue this series, although there a few ways it could go (and I've gotten lots of suggestions from readers, including having Jimmy take his two "girls" somewhere and impregnating them both, introducing Wendy's mother as a character either as a villainess from whom Wendy is to be rescued or as another participant in the group sex). But I'll let it rest right now, as there are other stories I want to tell.
One more thing. People have told me that they were confused when they encountered "Wendy and Susie" but couldn't find "Wendy" on the site. I think that's probably because "Wendy" dealt with a twelve-year-old having sex, and those pre-teen sex stories undergo a filtering process. To get around the filter, you have to go into your account settings and choose "full access" (or whatever it's called). Then you should be able to see "Wendy" and also "Mrs. Swinson's Summer Camp," which I think may be my best story to date, even though it isn't rated as highly as my others.
Well, here it is.
I want to thank those who've commented on Wendy. A reader named Rob suggested that I write the sequel from the point of view of one of the girls. That's a good idea, and I might try to do that in a future installment, but I still wanted to focus on Jimmy's reaction to what was happening to his life, and staying with his POV was the easiest way to do that. I tried to do it otherwise, with an attempt to tell it from different points of view, but it didn't work for me.
I'm also glad that most people realized that this was not just a pedophilia story but a love story, with Wendy's age being the smallest part of the attraction between her and Jimmy (and, indeed, an impediment in some ways). The dramatic tension of the story was in Jimmy's reconciling his love for Wendy with his own distaste in pedophilia. The dramatic mainspring of the second story is how his love (and lust) for his daughter obliterates his aversion to incest. I've used father-daughter incest as a plot device in some of my other stories as well, but only in cases where it is clear that the women in the man's life, in their love for him, facilitate it. So it is with this one as well. I couldn't write it any other way.
When I write of these situations, especially in the story Mrs. Swinson's Summer Camp, I'm really giving myself the childhood I wish I'd had, instead of the one I got. Frankly, those other pedophilia stories, where the guy is a predator and the girls are reluctant victims who are in way over their heads, give me the creeps. That's why I wrote this series ... to show that it doesn't have to be that way.
As for those who asked for a picture of me, I'm flattered! But I'd rather that you use your imagination to create your ideal vision of what I look like. I guarantee that it will be better than the real article.
Keep those comments coming! As a novice to the art of writing erotica, I need all the feedback I can get!
This is my first attempt at writing a story from the male point of view. My editor says that I seem to have gotten it right, but your comments are always appreciated as well. He noted that as with all my other stories, it's still the woman (well, girl) who's in control.
I've written a sequel that includes Jimmy's daughter, but I can't get it to work as well as this one, so I'm going to put it aside for a bit and see if a solution presents itself. Stay tuned ...