You don’t know how this book came into your possession. One day, it just appeared with its red leather cover and no title. As you open it, the pages spring to life, moving on their own with incredible speed until they finally settle on one chapter. The book may speak of many worlds and many ages both past and future, but for now, this is the story the Red Book offered you. On a cold, spring night a carriage makes its way hastily down the old dirt road. In it, a young noble lady.
A lovely virgin, assaulted and raped in a parking lot, learns that her grandma never told her that having sex feels really good. (this isn't a run of the mill rape story)
Mary Fisher is a free-spirited, loving, middle-class wife and devoted mother. One summer afternoon, she’s driven into a new reality by a life-changing encounter with two of her son’s friends. Or rather, they unleash her long-suppressed past. Unbound, she becomes ever more ravenous while trying to balance her existing life. Twists, turns, and secrets revealed.