When I was fourteen years old and found out that my sister Janice and her best friend Amber would be looking after me for the weekend, it was fair to say that I was excited. While I loved Janice, it was Amber who filled my briefs with joy. Even in my wildest dreams though, I didn't expect anything to happen. Maybe they just weren't wild enough?
This one's different. Instead of all the three and four letter words I usually use, these words are polite, although the action is, I hope, exciting. The story is of two teens in love who decide to try what they've learned in the gutter.
I'd been married for a few years to a bastard disguised as a gentleman. I thought he was charming, despite his complete inability to tell the truth. After I threw him out, I kept to the house for a long time. No dating. No boyfriends. No sex. Well, not with anyone else. And I was happy, I thought!
In this completed novella, Joe is a submarnie sailor who is left behind on a patrol to attend school. He and a friend volunteer to manage the wives' softball team. During the season Joe and Kevin get drawn into the lives of the players in ways they never imagined. The scene is Hawaii in the early 1970s and I lead you through the beauty and the dirt with plenty of philosophy and fucking.
Father John is transferred to his third parish. Each time he was caught molesting his parishioners. This time we find him in a small parish in the Bible Belt in the 1950's.
This is a romantic/forgiveness story. Amy is 51 and frumpy and finds out that her husband is having an affair. She goes shopping and by chance meets a young man who finds her attractive. After spending the afternoon in his arms she learns the meaning of true beauty and love.