What does it mean to possess something? Does it truly belong to the person holding it? Are people even in control of their selves, their emotions? Just like beauty is in the eye of the beholder, possession is nine|tenths.
For those of you who read the first one, this is the sequel that I threatened would come. It still remains religious in tone. It features more from the daughters though still told from the father's point of view. I hope you enjoy this effort. It just flowed. You might even find some surprises. RG
What if it wasn't Biff Tannen that changed history, borrowing the DeLorean to give his teenage self the almanac? What if it was someone who wasn't (to quote Marty McFly) an asshole? If you don't have the faintest idea who or what I'm talking about, that doesn't matter. This is the story of ten-year-old Finn Harrison, newly orphaned, who gets a visit from an old man that changes the direction of his life completely.
A flight around the world in a World War II fighter: girls, adventure, and lots of time to think. This novel has sex and adventure but like flying, most of the time is just tooling along enjoying the view and thinking. Please don't read this if all you want is sex. You'll be disappointed. For those of you who like to think, enjoy! / (Reviews)
A Hindsight 20/20 Story This is a coming of age story for a man that has gone back 35 years in his life. We can see how he would live differently knowing now what he didn't know the first time. Some codes are listed but not a major theme of the story others could have been listed but were left out for the same reasons. Some chapters have no sex and some contain orgies. As in any long story there is not a constant chapter after chapter pattern. Thanks for reading. / (Reviews)
A Story in the Naked In School Universe
Jonathon can't seem to stay out of trouble. At a loss, his mother takes him to Florida to live with her brother and his family. Jonathon doesn't know about The Program, but is introduced to it by his cousins, Jackie and Moraine. / (Reviews)
I couldn't help but wonder about some of the foreign exchange students I knew as I grew up. The girls, I mean. I was busy trying to get into their American friends' panties. I always wondered who was trying to get into theirs. So I wrote a little fantasy about that. It's probably a bit over the top. But after all, it was MY fantasy.