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.
Rent a condo in Cabo San Lucas, Baja California. Check out the shops. Eat seafood. Golf, if you must. Snorkel. Buy yourself a fun swimsuit. Take your kids. Watch the sunsets. Take beach blankets.
This is the story of the shaman, Glade, and her apprentice, Ivory. It is the tale of two women's lives in Ice Age Europe and Africa. Life in the Ice Age isn't easy. It isn't only due to the frozen climate in which Mammoths and Cave Lions thrive where humans struggle to survive. There are people from the Mammoth Hunters' tribe and beyond who are keen to take advantage of a shaman from another land and an apprentice who is as yet innocent of the ways of the world.
My daughter was at that age when she was discovering what her body was all about. Unfortunately, my ex was as much use as tits on a nun, so helping her through it was down to me. 'Opening a can of worms' doesn't really cover it.