George had admired the cute and effervescent young girl who lived across from him in a mildly lecherous way for some time. When the opportunity arose for him to introduce himself, and maybe help her out, he jumped at it eagerly.
A tale of a young married couple who want children, but have no luck with conception. Then his sister moves in - her paramour had run out, leaving her with a baby, unwed and destitute, but that wasn't the hardest problem they had to answer.
A middle-aged man whose world has fallen apart is unexpectedly propositioned by a Danish student doing a six-month internship in the United States as part of her work on a Master's Degree in International Business and learns a valuable lesson about giving.
This is another of my stories about women together, this time of age and more certain about what they want and how to get it. As a fellow author put it, women are more likely to remember what led up to the act rather than the actual act itself, and the fact of remembrance brings pleasant tingles to the belly.
No matter how well you plan, it's the unexpected things that are important. Quote: "Oh, God, before I met you I never knew that ironing was an erotic sport."
It's a song, no that's not what I mean - it's inspired by a song. It's pretty obvious which song it is. (Well it's obvious to me, but then I wrote it - the story not the song.) Read the story and drop me a line if you think you know what the song is. I'll tell you if you're right - not much of an incentive to read the story I know, but then it just goes to show how desperate I am!
To everything there is a season. Physicians should never self-diagnose and attorneys, never represent themselves. So an author saying that this is her favorite to date probably isn't that smart. But if I were smart, I wouldn't be a writer. Come be one of us at Wesleyan.