A usually quiet and naïve wife goes out with friends and gets carried away while in the company of dangerous men who roughly seduce her. She confesses all to her husband but can't hide the fact that it gave her pleasure. It leads to an extreme situation when the couple unintentionally run into the men and the wife shows an interest in spending time in their company.
Amber Wilson and Kim Hudson were friends from the first time they met. As they grew up, they enjoyed many adventures. This is the first in a series of short stories about the two girls and their journey toward adult hood. The stories take place in the seventies'"a time of change. The Vietnam War ended and women began expressing their sexual freedom. Amber and Kim, like so many teenagers of the era, set out to enjoy as many things as they could.
James is 12 when his father abandons him and his mother Ellen. She asked James to brush her hair and it becomes a nightly bedroom ritual but then he grows older and at 15 he is having thoughts about his mother that he shouldn't have. What to do, what to do?
Nineteen-year-old Phil didn't want to go with his marine biologist mother to the island to help with her research but she insisted. Phil could not help but think, "why would I want to go to the south pacific and study mollusks for three months when I could be hanging with my friends for the summer?" It's amazing how fast a Polynesian Beauty and some very strange local customs could quickly change Phil's mind.
Rylee lay in bed softly touching herself as she cried. She missed her dad so much. A story about a teen daughter's journey to become her father's lover after her parents divorce.
In a return to "The Quiet Ones" universe, Marie plays a sexy game with Eddie as he gives us a tour of his harem. A deep and intelligent love story for totally shallow big breast-obsessed boob-hounds.
The customs of all cultures seem strange and for little purpose when viewed from outside their context. Ceremonies and rites of passage matter tremendously to those inside, but to the rest of us, we just starch our heads. This is a short story of one such custom as seen through the eyes of the principal involved. Sure we can wonder why, but in this case I say, Why not?