It is 1948 and London is recovering from almost a decade of war and only three years of recovery and rebuilding both the physical destruction and restoring society with new-found optimism for a bright new future. Gertie is 17 , nearly 18 and a bright and pretty hat check girl looking after theatregoers’ hats and coats in a lively West End Theatre. One evening, while everyone is watching the third act, a drunken patron attacks her and a dashing captain rescues her … changing her life forever.
She should get up, wash the slick evidence from between her thighs, but her body still hums with the heat he left behind. The scent of sex clings to the air, the sheets, her skin. In the quiet that follows, need lingers. With His Name on My Lips is a story of aftermath, intimacy, and the aching pull between what was and what still burns.
It's never an easy experience, but it's time for Mike to box up his mother's possessions, and sell the family home, now that she's gone. Memories long buried bubble back to the surface, and a diary in a locked box reveals something startling about his sister, Paige. (A bit of panty fetish)
A tale of belated love which is endangered by intrusive media attention. The loyalty and help of soldiers once under command gives the lovers strength and comfort. This story was intended for Fine Stories but rejected so the sex content really is minimal.
Dancing Lady Universe
In the dark corners of humanity an evil exists. Few are brave enough to fight that evil. Join this brave band of modern knights in that fight to save the soul of humanity, if you dare.
When Narcisa loses her husband her life spirals in change. Years later, she is restless, fighting in the pit fights. Her current boyfriend is using her, but to what end? And what is that killer symbiote creature running around?