A Story in the Erotic Future Universe
It's 2068. Nineteen years since the second American civil war, the Cabal crisis, and the ensuing global anarchy that broke the United States into hundreds of autonomous micro states and ended the world as we knew it. A new generation are coming of age in the Chareen Hills. These are the lucky ones. Their tolerably comfortable, insular lives, in a nice part of the shattered ruins of the American empire, are about to get a whole lot more interesting.
Dad was a big wimp and Mom ran rough-shod over him. Finally Brad had enough and decided to teach his Mom a lesson in being subservient to a man, and his Dad how to be that man.
April was a hair-stylist and after the death of her husband had started to operate from home. It was very good for her, She could look after her baby daughter and earn for them. Now after five years her life was crumbling around her
"You always had a nice lap to sit on," mused Trish. "God what was that game we used to play?" "Game?" I said casting my mind back. "You know the one where you tried to throw the other off the sofa," she said.