When poor, unsophisticated Megan has to go live with her Uncle Bob in the big city, her cousin, Mark, tells her that to save water, they must shower together. She's from the hills, where things like that make a lot of sense. Mark didn't think she'd go for it at all, and when she did, things got a bit out of control. Then one day Mark wasn't there to take a shower with her. But Uncle Bob was taking one, so her problem was solved. Right?
A man reminisces about his relationship with his mother as he grew up from a little boy to a teenager. It is a tale that defies what is thought of as the norm. It is a situation that 'just happened.' Everyone involved was a decent person, but Freud would have had a field day with this one.
Fifteen year old Jenna has left the city for a two week stay with her lovely Aunt in rural Pennsylvania. The summer trip gets her out of the city, and gives her an opportunity to help her aunt with her newborn baby. The bright, sensitive girl has a thirst for nature, and a thirst for something else, it seems, too.
What an adventure for the young teen! Jenna's presence touches others who had no idea that her visit would have such a ripple effect.
This is one of My "Tiffany" Favorites. Phil Phantom taps into the thoughts of a teen girl as she and her Mom fall into sexual domination by a neighbor, her sons and her boyfriend. There is lots golden showers in this one.
After losing his wife to cancer 51-year-old Morgan sells his house and moves into an apartment next door to 41-year-old Krissy and her 20-year-old daughter Rebeccah. While Morgan only has eyes for Krissy Rebeccah has ideas of her own, to lure him into sex with her and then prime him to have sex with her mother. After putting the two of them together they develop a new kind of "family" relationship.
A story in the The Human Nexus Universe
One night between midnight and six AM Eastern, most of the people of the world died. No one knew why; there was no warning; they simply stopped. Some survived to live a few extra hours or days. In the USA, this meant that most folks died in their beds. Streets, roads, and bridges remained mostly open. In other parts of the world, the timing was such that the visible carnage was horrendous. For the dead, neither situation mattered a whit. After a week, humanity was dead - all but a very few.
What could possibly happen with the three-day weekend over, the river rising, and only the people that really want to get away from it all are out there in their cabins on stilts, all on their own? Let's find out.