Includes Cover Illustration: Why are the raccoons digging in mom's flower garden? And why does she keep a food-blender in her bedroom. She's taken to prowling the neighborhood, at night, in her underwear. Is mom losing it– or is it because of something mommy saw?
Tracy liked to smoke. And she liked to fuck. And she liked to smoke and fuck. The only problem was, Tracy's boyfriend Charlie didn't like smoking. (Warning: this story features the smoking fetish. In case you didn't know, smoking is very bad for you. Don't try this at home.)
Peter is a teen with a problem. He likes to suck other boys. This is a tongue-in-cheek retelling of his last two years with many different boys. Told over a 2 day period with flashbacks. Not for homophobic readers despite satirical nature.
Cindy never expected them to open up the Boy Scouts to girls. It was an opportunity for her to get away from the cookie sales to actually camping in the woods with boys her own age and learning the tricks of survival that the boys did to earn the coveted merit badges and allow her to become an Eagle Scout just like them. She was ready to make whatever sacrifices were necessary to reach that goal. Her brother Jimmy would teach her all she needed to know to find new friends.
The setting is Zimbabwe in the mid 1980s, when the whites are being pushed out by a new black ruling class and the land is still lawless, the police more lawless than the rest. A Shona tribe police chief in central Zimbabwe wants fourteen-year-old European boys. The Whitfelds, trying to hold onto their dairy outside Gweru, have a fourteen-year-old blond foster boy, one who already is tasting sex from black men and craves more. The Whitfelds's answer to being able to stay on is an obvious one.