A story in the Postmodern Galateas Universe
Story #2 of Postmodern Galateas. When a college football jock finds his way into a party of a lifetime—Dolloween—he will find out that the girl who was so very much not his type, may actually be the one of his dreams. And that she might not be exactly what he first thought that she was. Add in a powerful party potion, and anything is possible. Just go with it. These are the stories that the DOLLS category was created for.
For Corey, being a rock star is more fun than winning the lottery! And as wild as it is already, Amanda and her sister Cindy are gonna rock his world like never before!
A To Serve and Protect Story The fourth story in this series, but the first in time. Can law-enforcement partners, one a widower and the other fleeing a failed lesbian relationship, fall in love? You bet.
A divorced man is drawn into a small group of girls running a teen prostitution ring run by his neighbors' daughter. They need his help for a problem, but over time he helps them out more than just once. His life, as well as theirs will never be the same once he gets involved.
After a stressful few years, Matt's business parter sends him away to his lakeside cabin to recuperate. Little does Matt know how much his life is about to change, and the changes start the day he finds Amber, a pretty redheaded girl trying to escape through his kitchen window. Matt has always had a thing for tall, slim redheads... [Trigger warning: there is discussion of child abuse as Amber explores her past, no graphic descriptions]
Married Doctor helps the kid next door with his big problem. Dr. Zoe Monroe was trained to help. But when the issue turns out to be size, not sickness, she finds herself caught between clinical curiosity and a hunger she can’t quite suppress. — A slow, teasing descent into temptation, boundaries, and the kind of longing no textbook could ever prepare her for.
My cousin Tammy was now sixteen years old and my, how she'd grown up since we first started having sex a couple years ago! As she gets older it's become harder and harder for my dad to find an excuse to spend some private "quality time" together. Well, what could be better than to have her spend the night with me on a "sleepover"? I doubt her mother would have approved if she knew who Tammy really was going to be sleeping with.