A struggling mother and sole provider with a disabled husband, is taken by a homeless man, eventually to be trained to cater to his bizarre sexual needs. [WARNING: this story has over the top, racist bullshit so thick you can't mistake it for the insulting lie it would be, if written for anything other than fetish fantasy]
Peter goes looking for his fiancee at a weekend party they were attending. What he finds wasn't what he expected.
Not much sex, but a lot of emotion. If you like the Troubador's stories, you will like this one.
Don't you just hate noisy neighbors? Of course you do. So here's a story about one getting their just desserts to make you feel a bit better. Hope ya like it.