Linda writes her brother who is now a priest, and talks about her lack of sexaul control, she tells him about her thing for toys, and boys, she tells him about how she is into gang-bangs and anal. It is nothing but a letter to a brother that tells all, and with Linda that means very, very dirty and filthy.
A Subway Story Dead of night. A subway car. A lonely widower, whiling away his life riding to nowhere. A face in the crowd. A mysterious younger woman. The two of them. Alone. Riding through the night. Riding each other. Changing his life.
Heather, a budding young photographer on assignment for her campus paper, accidentally discovers Jon and Julie, one a voyeur, the other an exhibitionist, each on a collision course with the other. A bit of blackmail and deception allows Heather to coerce both Jon and Julie into a photographer's dream session. But who ends up shooting whom?
'I saw her half naked sitting on her bed nursing her baby. My only thoughts were of finally seeing her large breasts so much bigger now than when we were younger. With my hand doing its thing I filled the cloth I held as I spied through her cracked bedroom door.'