Heterosexual Stories

A young, punk nightclub DJ and a mild-mannered teacher form an unexpected bond over shared insecurities as they struggle to enter unwelcome new stages of their lives. To grow into the people they want to be, they must first overcome the mistakes they keep repeating. Is it enough just to try? Rewards readers who want to get lost in a vivid, modern character study of imperfect, emotional people trying their best. Sex plays a large role thematically, but occurs sporadically.

A gripping tale of ambition, sacrifice, and forbidden desire set against the intense backdrop of competitive wrestling. In a small-town gymnasium, a driven coach, his devoted wife, and a rebellious young wrestler form a volatile triangle, each chasing their own dreams and desires. As the pursuit of a coveted championship trophy ignites passions and tests loyalties, the lines between motivation and manipulation blur, threatening to unravel bonds and awaken hidden fires.

A Middletown story
A sequel to my story "Peace of Mind".

A Making of a Gigolo Story
Erica Bradford was on the front lines of the Women's Liberation Movement, and proud to be there. She was a strong, independant woman, a teacher by trade, and was quite convinced she didn't need the help of any man. Then she moved to Granger Kansas where she was given a task she couldn't do alone. And the only person who would help her was a man, a man named Bobby Dalton.

A Summer Camp Swingers: Gina Story
Part of the Summer Camp Swingers universe
Gina isn't thrilled when she learns about Paul's recent adventures. And he discovers that being honest only goes so far when his confessions involve three other women. She shuts him out and refuses to see or even talk with him. He needs to take a step back and decide exactly what their relationship means to him... and what he's willing to do to save it.

The cross-hairs of my sniper scope was lined up on her face and I started to squeeze the trigger. Suddenly, she looked directly at me. She was in a situation that should have terrified her, yet I could see no fear in her eyes. I could see anger, defiance and then a look I could only call relief. She gave a half-smile, then nodded her head. Was she was telling me to shoot? It was impossible that she could know I was there, yet I felt she knew. For the first time, I failed to eliminate a target! / (Reviews)