What would you do if you were a 58 year old man and woke up in a 16 year old body 27 years in your past. I screamed!
Things got better as I discovered I had a gorgeous mother and a beautiful sister and an unlimited future.
Kiersten dreams about Glenn. As does Cammie. What does Glenn dream of?
Warning: there is very little sex in this story. You want stroke, this ain't it.
Winner of the September 2003 Silver Clitorides / (Reviews)
Book 3: Jim Mellon, country singer, continues his romance with singer Crystal Lee, her sister Ellen, and then new women that enter his life in many ways. This story is unique but does build on the Road Trip series. Jim finds more ways to be a lover, a hero, a patriot, a savior, a dedicated partner, and an inspiration to those around him. Join Jim as he continues his sexy journey through life.
Volumn 2 of my story; going to Marine Corps boot camp and surviving; though that is a challenge, in many ways. Carl gets lots of personal attention and training; mainly because the DI’s insults are so funny; but he does do well. Then through initial occupational training near Memphis, with a couple complications; then through system training near Virginia Beach, with a few more twists. Life is a journey, and Carl’s has a few bumps and detours; but it entertaining.
After his uncle dies, Nick finds a iPOD-like transmitter that lets him control other people. He starts innocently controlling his mother, then has some mind control sex with strangers at the mall. He discovers how his uncle used the transmitter and gradually gives into to the incestuous temptation of sex with his mother and his sister. Along the way there are numerous adventures with a teacher, a girlfriend, a supermodel and a three-some. / (Reviews)
A story in the The Road Less Traveled Universe
My name is Harrison Parker, and my life is in the dumpster. I made an offhand comment to my bartender that if I could go back, I’d make different choices. "If you could go back, what date would you pick?" The pretty bartender asked. Without hesitation, I knew: "August 25, 1983." She sits a slightly glowing drink in front of me. I reached for it when she stops me. “Be sure, Master Chief Parker. If you swallow that drink, be sure you make the changes you wished you made. Don’t take the same path y
This is a story about loss and how we cope with it. Sorry, but it has very little sex. Somehow the sex parts I wrote didn't work for the story. / (Reviews)