This is the first erotic story I wrote in almost 10 years, penned in the summer of 2001. Again involves a massage parlor -- OK, so I have a bit of a fetish, admittedly.
Everyone says you never forget your first love. For Robert Pryce it was the best time of his life. But with a rocky marriage and a miserable sex life, his memories of his first love haunt him on a daily basis. What can he do to calm the madness that is slowly building up inside of him.
You don't have code clearance to read this. It's above Top Secret. If you know about the Sword, Shield and Guard, you've violated statutes that will get you tossed into a deep, dark hole in some black site. You've been warned. This story should never have come out. The author who wrote it is missing. There's sex, violence, adventure, politics, the President is involved. I shouldn't have said that. Wait. What's that? Do you hear sounds outside? I thought this location was safe. Crap. They're...