Young Sex in the Sixties Katie was cute and she was a friend but she had a dark family secret.
A story of teen romance and sexual discovery in the early sixties.
A Story in the Walnut Street Universe
Lisa White is marketing director for an aggressive investment company. Kyle is director of technology for the same firm, and the two are always at each other's throats. When they must cooperate on a critical project, they realize that the same force drives repulsion and attraction. After working late one night they find themselves in each other's arms and end up spending one passionate night together. Then, a crisis threatens Lisa's job and she's forced to choose between Kyle and her career.
Abigail, a girl who's just had a baby out of wedlock (who's the father?) is asked by her granddad to prepare the Xmas Egg Nog. And what secret ingredient will she add? And what about her brother Robert? Will he become involved? Will he sneak an ingredient into his mother's drink? His grandmother's? / (Reviews)
A son finds a way to work out his mother's frustrations. NOTE: This story is a lot slower than my other works, much more tender. Its (intended) progress is petting (Ch.1), oral sex (Ch.2), then finally actual sex (Ch.3). It has been written with an overwhelming amount of help from one of my readers, and is intended for her eyes first- but not, with her blessings, her eyes only ;)
**UPDATE: I have recorded this story in audio format. Links are at the end of the story.** / (Reviews)
When horny fifteen-year-old Zoe catches her big sister's boyfriend sneaking into her room, she can't resist peeking on them. Desperate to experience some of what she sees, Zoe tries to tempt him with her young body, but John has other ideas.
This story centers on a Dentist just starting his practice and is a spinoff from Dr. Brandle-2. There is very little sex in the story and if that is what the reader is looking for please don't bother to read this story.
It was the 'Miss' that swung it, of course. If he'd asked, 'How much, Ma'am' or simply, 'How much', then I might have just walked away, but it was a while since I'd been called Miss and I liked it. A lot.