Trapped in a sputtering marriage, Devin is retired and now writes erotic stories for fun. While on a “family fun” vacation with his wife, he crosses paths with Rachel, an ex-model now helping her husband with his poor financial decisions. Turns out, Rachel enjoys Devin’s stories…a lot.
A young barber, Mark, was facing a tough decision in the early 1960s. His shop in Los Angeles was losing money and his famed skill at shaving men was no longer in demand. That all changed one day when a lovely woman entered his shop. Her request shocked him but gave birth to his new career. This erotic story evolves into a romance that will leaving you smiling and wishing you could visit his shop.
A little historical piece that’s shamelessly historically inaccurate (it would have even Robert E Howard shuddering in his grave coz I sat here with a pile of his books in front of me looking at the style he wrote in and just murdering it altho then again, Howard was pretty good at murdering history himself so maybe he’d just laugh. Wherever he is, I hope he enjoys this and RIP, dude. You were one of the best!). Anyhow, I hope you all enjoy the story - it was a lot of fun to write. / (Reviews)
This story was written at the request of my editor, Denny Wheeler. Like me, Denny is a fan of the brilliant 'Brother Cadfael' novels of the late Ellis Peters. He asked me to write a story about Cadfael's adventures before he became a monk. This is the result.
It is primarily a mystery story with very little sex. If you like that sort of thing - read on!
If you're looking for lots of hot action and dirty words - don't bother!!!
Eric Stanton can't seem to get a break with the ladies. Try as he might, something is always missing. Seeking an escape from his dull everyday existence, he drives to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. Will he find what he was looking for? Finalist for the February 2004 Silver Clitoride.
If you read my story, She's Moving Away, then you've met my sweet neighbor Marilyn. Now read what an affect my encounter with this older lady had on me. And on her. And damn... How I wish you could meet sweet Marilyn face to face.