A middle-aged man whose world has fallen apart is unexpectedly propositioned by a Danish student doing a six-month internship in the United States as part of her work on a Master's Degree in International Business and learns a valuable lesson about giving.
When timid librarian Timothy Tiddleton is abducted by the fearsome (and insatiable) Captain Mad Molly Tugg, he’s plunged into a world of rigging, rum, and wildly inappropriate nautical education. Bound, teased, and trained by a crew of filthy misfits—including a peg-armed vixen and a parrot who shouts obscenities—Timothy discovers the sea’s true treasure might just be oral historiography.
This is another of my stories about women together, this time of age and more certain about what they want and how to get it. As a fellow author put it, women are more likely to remember what led up to the act rather than the actual act itself, and the fact of remembrance brings pleasant tingles to the belly.
It's a song, no that's not what I mean - it's inspired by a song. It's pretty obvious which song it is. (Well it's obvious to me, but then I wrote it - the story not the song.) Read the story and drop me a line if you think you know what the song is. I'll tell you if you're right - not much of an incentive to read the story I know, but then it just goes to show how desperate I am!