"Hi! My name is Violet. New kid on the block. You don't know me, but you will. Once you do, you won't be able to get enough of me. Just ask all the hot guys in Indy! HA! All 500 of them. Start your engines, Boys! I look good lying a checkered flag. Red light! Yellow light! Green light... HO!"
A She Is Story A saintly yoga wife, her burned-out "nice guy" husband, and a creepy basement janitor slip into one messed-up loop of lust, guilt and voyeurism. This isn’t about cheating, it’s about something worse: when you suddenly realize it turns you on to see your perfect little world get dragged through the mud – and you don’t want it to stop.
My frigid wife gives me permission to have extra marital sex. But it can only be with other men. I met a guy online and we started getting together pretty regularly. I never did leave his name or tell him mine either.
A Story in the Second Best Universe Second Best, Book II. If you haven't read Second Best, you'll probably survive -- but it will give you something to do, after... Strange Relationships was a finalist for the Silver Clitoride Award for April 2006.
A story in the Black List Universe
The events leading up to the finale with the Goji and the Sura are coming to a close. With old and new enemies at their door, the TDF and the Black List face odds and obstacles not on their sides. Who will come out the winner? Will the world be safe or will it fall into the hands of its enemies?
A Tara Story Part of the Keltria universe
Serpin lay along the branch enjoying the warmth of the morning sun. The smell of the storm was still fresh in the air. Looking down she spied the strange little craft. The smell caught her attention, curiosity got the better of her and she had to go look. Her mother had often warned her that her curiosity would get her into trouble one day. Serpin's life was about to change.
My intense smoke fetish made it totally unfair. My fiancee Cassie lit a cigarette and asked, "What would you do if you caught my daughters smoking?” I requested the additional information I obviously needed. “Indoors or outside? Regulars, 100’s, or those sexy long 120’s you like? What are they wearing? Do I have my XV16 camera handy, or just a quad HD?” She saw the bulge growing in my jeans and her jaw dropped. She threw her engagement ring at me, shouting, "OUT! GO! Never call me again!"