When an Elm tree comes through the ceiling of Mandy's bedroom, she's soaked and scared. The only dry and warm place in the house is Daddy's bed. And things heat up considerably as Mandy tries to take her mind off the lightning and thunder. / (Reviews)
A young man looks back at his life and lusts. Considering each of the girls and women he's known, he smiles as memories come to mind, relishing the connection and ecstasy that came with each conquest and every ounce of semen he poured between their legs. And so as his past relationships are recounted to himself and the reader, he only slowly comes to realize that maybe he really is the problem after all. Codes will be added as the story progresses.
Eighteen year old Midge, daughter of Reverend Sommers, wasn't happy with herself, her family or her plain life. With a gorgeous and ripe body and an insatiable sexual appetite, she decided to change all that. So she launched herself into a long journey full of good and sometimes disappointing experiences.
Some storms don’t pass. They consume you. They reshape your landscape and force you to be born again. This is not a fairy tale of redemption. It is an anatomy of survival—a quiet study of the distance between necessity and desire. Here, love is rarely a sanctuary. More often, it is the bridge you cross to reach the other side. When Emma returns to that house, she isn’t seeking a hero. Daniel was the only steady thing she’d ever known—a silent, untouchable figure in a world of chaos.
My lust for my stepfather seemed to build over the four years since he married my mom. I already had sex with two others and now had my eyes on him as my next conquest. When we found ourselves alone by the pool, the sun wasn't our main source of heat.