A Tale from the Roadhouse The story of how I met my Dad's lawyer, who ended up becoming my partner in the Roadhouse. She was my 'silent partner' in the business, but I could make her scream quite easily, and did so whenever I got the chance.
An eighteen year old spends the summer with his aunt and uncle before college in the fall. He meets the next door neighbor, a married woman in her 50s in a sexless marriage and vows to correct that.
Jamie, a fourteen-year-old waif just floating around Pleasant Grove, Missouri, in 1915, doing odd jobs here and there and entrancing men who were subject to being entranced by handsome, charismatic, and perfectly formed fourteen-year-old boys, is on the cusp of deciding what he wants sexually. The priest and the hotel owner surely want him. But it's a smooth-talking salesman and the gypsies who take a march on the issue.
Jack is the son of a wealthy man. He wants to walk his own path and not follow his father's. He returns home after two years and becomes intrigued by the housekeeper Alma, a beautiful Afro-Colombian. Even though they are different social classes, their desires can't keep them apart.