Sue goes topless in her back yard…

The Biker Next Door

Feeling both neighbourly and brave, Sue makes a large pitcher of ice tea and takes it out to the back deck with three glasses. She approaches the fence. “Would you men like to join me for a cold drink?”

“Absolutely!” Cal answers with a smile.

The older man smiles too. “Yes, ma’am.”

Sue waits for them to walk around, out their side gate and in hers. She put a shirt on when she was inside, but she hasn’t buttoned it. She’s tugging at it, checking herself out – her bare belly and bikini boobs. She doesn’t mind the thought of the old guy looking.

I WANT Cal to look…. What’s that about?

She has no idea what she’s thinking as she ushers the two bikers to her outdoor setting and pours them ice tea. She’s sitting between them. Roach is across the corner of the table. Cal is close beside her. His legs are open and one of them keeps touching hers. He has on faded Levis, the crotch is full – his package perhaps appropriately proportioned with his very large hands, she’s thinking.

Roach is a jolly character. He’s telling all about his younger days when he was a member of a hippie commune. Cal is teasing him about his story changing so much every time he tells it.

“Well, we used to smoke a bit of pot, and that LSD leaves you wondering what was real and what you only imagined,” he explains to Sue at one point.

“So, have you been married long?” Cal asks. “What’s your husband’s name again?”

“It’s Josh. Yes, we married young…. Seven years.”

“I’ve had two marriages,” Roach tosses in. “That’ll do.”

“One for me,” Cal confesses when Sue looks to him. “I didn’t quite make seven years.”

Roach grins and winks at Sue. “She wised up.”

“Is that true?” Sue asks Cal.

“Yep. Saw through me. Sent me packing. Married an accountant.”

“Oh. That’s not good.”

“What bit?”

Sue giggles. “The accountant.”

Cal laughs. He has a warm laugh.

His leg is pressing against Sue’s again.

Roach finishes the last of his drink. “That was good, Sue. It hit the spot.”

“Would you like some more?”

“No – we’d better get back to it, eh, boss?”

“Yeah, we have a load of concrete coming soon.”

Sue stands with them. The older man ambles off while Cal holds the door open for her to take the tray back inside.

She passes by, brushing close and glancing back.

He looks her up and down, slowly, deliberately. He meets her eyes. “Happily married, yeah?”

The tingles swarm and heat Sue’s face. She nods. “Yeah.”

“Fair enough,” he says with a wink and smile, and he’s gone.

***

Shit…. Oh, shit!

Sue’s legs are wobbly. She puts the tray on the counter and calls Janie.

“Hi, Sue, what’s up?”

“Shit, Janie. Oh, my God!”

“What?”

“Can you come over?”

Janie only lives two streets away. Sue gives her nothing over the phone.

“What?” she implores as Sue closes the door behind her and slumps back against it.

“The biker guy next door made a pass at me.”

Janie’s jaw drops. Her eyes bulge.

“Well, not exactly a pass…. He looked me over and asked if I’m happily married or just married.”

Janie looks Sue over too. “And you were dressed like that?”

Sue nods. She’s grinning, kind of gleefully.

Janie shakes her head. “And where did this happen, pray tell?”

Sue fills her in on the introduction over the fence and the ice tea.

“I can have the neighbours over for a cool drink, though – surely?”

“Is he still out there?” Janie’s peeping from the kitchen window. “Oh, my God. He’s hot.”

“Janie!”

“Oh, don’t worry. He’s busy shovelling concrete.… What a hunk! Nice going, Peggy Sue.”

Sue peeps over her incorrigible friend’s shoulder. “Shit!”

“What?”

“He took his shirt off…. That’s not even fair,” she whines.

“Well, we should too,” Janie says, craning her neck as Cal walks behind the edge of the house and out of view. “We should go for a swim and sunbathe.” She checks her watch. “It’s only midday. We’ve got hours until the kids get out of school.”

“What do you mean, we should? Do you mean to show off for them?”

Of course that is what Janie means. She’s a terrible flirt.

She turns to face Sue. “Take those off. You’re not wearing shorts.”

“But do you think we should?”

I want to. I think I called Janie for this exact reason. She always pushes me out of my comfort zone.

Janie’s eyes roll. “Of course we should. He said he’s only going to be around for a week, didn’t he? And you’re going to miss out on a chance to get a bit of attention at least? Get real, Sue. This is perfect. This is clean, honest fun.” She takes Sue’s hand. “Come on – you have to lend me a bikini too. Plus we need sunscreen. It’s hot out there today, and I don’t want to burn.”

The two women have a similar build. Sue gives Janie a blue chequered bikini to wear, and pulls on the bottoms of her white one. They apply the sunscreen in the kitchen and take a couple of big beach towels outside. The guys are resting on their back deck with beers. Sue glances and smiles. Their heads lift with interest.

The pool is in-ground with a concrete boarder. There’s a patch of grass next to the fence where the girls leave their towels. Sometimes they lie on the other side of the pool to sunbathe, but that would be too far away from the men, Sue has decided. Janie is obviously thinking that as well. She raises her eyebrows cheekily.

They wade into the pool, which is only waist deep – for the kids. While they float around chatting, the men resume work in their yard. It’s a clear view through the fence. Sue can’t keep her eyes off Cal as he shovels up piles of dirt and wheels it away in his barrow. His muscles are flexing and quivering. His skin is glistening with sweat.

He’s just eye candy. It’s perfectly reasonable to enjoy watching a muscular, shirtless guy working. There’s nothing unfaithful in that.

“Plus you know Josh has eyes too,” Janie tosses in when Sue explains what she’s thinking. “He even checks me out when I come over for a swim.”

Janie doesn’t know the extent of Josh’s interest in other women. Sue has never confided much about it to her. She once overheard her husband telling a male friend how he only hires attractive chicks at the shop, which seems to be true – they are all slender, pretty young girls employed there. He’s also embarrassingly obvious at the beach, so much so that Sue avoids going these days.

I’m dreading the day Cynthia grows up and starts bringing teen girlfriends home. I know Josh wouldn’t go so far as to actually do anything, but I’m not looking forward to him ogling and making everyone uncomfortable.

Josh really is too wimpy to be bad, though. He’s no worse than his friends – just a typical guy checking out girls – which of course makes this alright.

Janie motions to the towels, biting a smile, and with her big brown eyes wide. Their shirtless Adonis is working along the fence now, spreading and turning the soil in the garden there. He goes inside to answer a phone. The girls quickly get set up.

“I’m glad I did my bikini line last night,” Sue says, adjusting her pants.

“Me too…. Are you going to show him your front first?”

Sue giggles. “Janie! Tart!”

“Dude! How much did you shave off? Is that a landing strip?”

Sue plucks a bit more at her pants. She’s dark-haired down there, and it’s almost visible through the wet white fabric. “Can you see that much?”

“Yeah, but that’s good. You look hot,” Janie assures. “He’s going to love it,” she adds teasingly. “Plus you’ve got the nipples going…. I love your nipples. Mine are so huge.”

Janie’s plucking at her top, fixing it just right. Sue does hers and settles back, closing her eyes. The screen-door of the neighbour’s house slams closed, and she hears footsteps approaching. She squints a peep to see Cal pick up his shovel and resume turning the garden soil. She feels his shadow.

“Hey, ladies…. Nice day for it, eh?”

His voice is deep and rich.

“Hi, Cal. This is my friend Janie.”

Janie’s beaming. “Hi!”

“Hello, Janie. Nice to meet you.” He has a quick look over them both and nods with a grin. “Don’t burn there, eh….”

Janie and Sue exchange an excited glance. Adonis resumes turning the soil. He keeps looking over at them both. He’s checking out Sue’s body quite a lot. She wants to get her bikini wet so it’s see-through again. She motions to the pool and silently mouths the words to Janie, “I’m going to get this wet again.”

Janie’s eyes widen and she smiles. “Slut!”

“I know,” Sue whispers back. “You’re a bad influence.”

Sue lowers into the cool water and can’t resist a little rub of her pussy. She actually did shave to a very narrow strip of pubic hair, which feels nice – sexy. She emerges from the water dripping. Cal is looking at her, but she keeps her gaze averted. He’s looking at her legs. She reaches back and wrings her hair, with his eyes lifting to her boobs. Her nipples are tight again, of course, and visible through the almost translucent fabric.

She kneels on her towel, still facing the gorgeous man watching her. She plucks at her pants. Her landing strip is certainly visible through them, and they’re creasing into her a little bit. She tugs the waist up and exaggerates that for the guy. He’s staring now, blatantly. She glances and meets his smile.

“Got a second, Cal?” Roach calls from the back door.

Cal flashes another smile and actually winks at Sue as he turns and walks away.

Sue glares at Janie. “Oh, my God!”

Janie’s glaring back. “He totally winked at you. The dirty dog!”

They both giggle. Sue lies down beside her girlfriend. They’re on their bellies this time. Sue feels reasonably confident about having her bottom checked out, as she’s sure it will be in a minute.

“Undo your top,” Janie says. She’s pulling the knot at the back of hers.

“Are you serious?”

“Come on – you don’t want tan lines.” She undoes Sue’s top as well.

Sue lets her.

I feel a bit unsure about this, but as long as I remain lying flat, I guess….

Janie closes her eyes. Her head is resting upon her folded arms. Sue can see the side of her boob. Janie shifts, straightening her towel, and Sue sees her nipple. Janie has both strings undone. The one around Sue’s neck is still tied, but as a flurry of excitement filters through her, she undoes it and lets her bikini top fall away.

Janie opens an eye. She’s grinning. “Should we take them off completely?”

“No way!”

“I will if you will, Peggy Sue.”

“Janie!”

“Why? No one else can see – only him.”

“Yeah, but I’ve never gone topless,” Sue argues.

“He’s topless,” Janie points out. “Why shouldn’t we?”

“Because!”

The idea is thrilling. I’m not brave enough to actually do it.

“Because, why?” Janie persists. She’s giggling now.

“You’re teasing, aren’t you?…….”

R-Rated romance novella. High level sex scenes. View on  Amazon US  Amazon UK  Amazon AU

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Slow burn with plenty of heat

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BOOK REVIEW: This is one of the better romances of this kind I have read. It’s a letdown when the hero is a shallow playboy type and the heroine allows her attraction to him to overpower her better judgement. The mix here has the heroine not being overpowered at all. Maggie is a terrific character – her strength not wavering until the final scene, and even then we have to wonder who it was that lost control and succumbed to the attraction – or indeed whether they both did. There is a depth of honesty and realism in these characters that handles the tryst between the powerful bad boy and intrepid good girl way better than some bestselling books of late…. This is a fast read but not a quick fix story. It’s sexy and highly entertaining.

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“Bittersweet” alright!

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BOOK REVIEW: What a thrill ride! This picks up at the height of tension we were left with in the first part of the story. It picks up there and never backs off. Right to the final confrontation we are on the edge of the seat – heart in mouth. The style of storytelling here is sharp, gripping, take-no-prisoners. The action, including the love making, is graphic and powerful, but in that it is just keeping up with the mood of the story. The characters portrayed here are gritty and real. The bad guys are total scum and not easily defeated – more tension! The hero and heroine earn every bit of the ending…. Awesome, powerhouse read!

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Going on about love after 5 minutes…

Beauty Skin Deep

Kate was pleased to be accompanied by others struggling to learn the steps. The lesson began with men lined up together and women lined up opposite. There was no touching. It was just a matter of following the steps to learn the pattern of movement. One two three, one two three. It was quite simple really, and Kate was soon walking through the eighteen step routine that zigzagged along the wall.

When it was time to take partners, that silly tingle in her belly returned. Her eye level was in line with that damned dimply chin, and Ben’s hand closed over hers as another big, warm paw pressed against her back. And she forgot the steps immediately.

“Are you ready?” he asked as the music started.

“Uh huh,” was all Kate could offer in reply, and the hand upon her back firmed, and she was drawn close to that powerful frame. She then completely surrendered as control of her body was taken from her. And she was rising and falling to the music and being swept along in a dizzy haze that took her breath away.

“Are you okay?” Ben asked softly. He seemed to be there in the cloud with her.

“Uh huh…” Kate uttered again.

“You’re doing very well.”

Kate wasn’t game to look at Ben’s face. She clung to one rippling shoulder and stared at the other one. The force of his body was against her hip, and his powerful thigh was driving between her legs and lifting her. The heat of his groin against her sex was something completely unexpected, and it was wonderful.

An hour passed in an instant, and Kate swayed against Ben’s chair while he changed his dance shoes for the boots he had worn earlier. His hand returned to her back as he guided her from the hall to his car. He opened the door for her, and she turned to him and placed her arms around his shoulders. He met her lips softly at first, but his passion was soon crushing her to his body, and she moaned into his mouth. He drew back and touched her cheek, caressing her face, and his hand moved to the back of her neck as he bent to her again.

Kate was on her toes, or perhaps her feet had left the ground. She wasn’t sure. The hand upon her back had slipped beneath her top, and she could feel its coarseness against her skin. The heat from his kiss was swirling in her head, and she clung to his hair as he mauled her neck. She was pinned against the car, his manhood rigid against her belly as he again lifted and kissed her open mouth.

“Is there a motel?” Kate asked, with her words ending as Ben’s lips again met hers, only that time he seemed a little restrained.

He smoothed hair from her face and delved into her eyes. He kissed her again, softly. “I’m a little out of practice.”

“Oh? I hadn’t noticed.” Kate held the man’s eyes. They wavered but quickly regained their intensity.

He kissed her again, deeply and with more tenderness and control that time. Kate responded, though she suddenly felt unsure, and her confusion was leading her beyond the heat of the moment. She wanted to know what he was thinking. He lifted and took to fiddling with her hair at her shoulder. He seemed to be struggling with something, and she waited.

After a long moment of silence, in which passion almost audibly faded, Ben looked up with a light, disarming smile. “I haven’t made love to a woman since Sylvia.”

Kate understood the significance of that statement immediately. She recoiled inwardly. “Love? Who said anything about making love, cowboy?”

His smile broadened with a hint of resignation. “Yeah, I know. Lame, huh?”

She had begun fiddling with the front of his shirt. The thought of the housewives of Goran Vale flashed to mind. “No, it’s actually quite sweet, but it’s not very realistic.”

He lifted her chin and smoothed hair from her face. He kissed her again, softly yet confidently. “Oh, it’s realistic. It’s just too soon for a word like that.”

He wasn’t reading her at all.

“We should go. It’s getting late, and I have jobs tomorrow before I leave.” Kate got in the car and closed the door. Ben stood for a moment then walked around and got in the other side. “Can we skip the restaurant and stop at that roadhouse again?” she asked.

He nodded and drove off. It was a good fifteen minutes before he spoke. “I’m sorry, Kate. I didn’t mean to spook you.”

“Well, you did spook me, cowboy—going on about love after five minutes.”

Ben smiled. “I know. I can usually go a good ten minutes before bringing that up too. It’s a form of premature ejaculation.”

Kate laughed. “Speaking of—that! You know what we could have been doing right now if you weren’t such a sap, don’t you?”

“I know. Damn it. I think there’s a motel just up ahead, though.”

“Nope. Too late. Moment’s passed, and all I want is a steak sandwich now……”

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X Rated short story…

party girl & older man

Teresa wakes on a couch covered by a blanket. The room is dark and quiet. She gets up unsteadily and wanders toward a light in another room. It’s a kitchen, where the owner of the house Michael is cooking.

“Hello, sleepy, how do you feel?”

“Horrible,” Teresa says. Her head is clearing though. “What happened? Where is everyone?”

“All gone home. Party’s over!” Michael is all smiles and dressed in a white bath robe. “Are you hungry?”

“My stomach feels horrible.”

“Well, you threw up so I’m not surprised. I think they were spiking your drinks.”

Teresa looks down at herself. There’s dry vomit on her top and in her hair.

“The shower is through there,” Michael says. “When you get undressed, toss your clothes out the door and I’ll put them in the wash. There’s a robe in there for you and a new tooth brush…. Off you go!”

The guy is still smiling, and Teresa tries to smile back but she doesn’t really know what to think. She decides to do as she’s told and finds the bathroom. She keeps her bikini bottoms and puts the rest of her clothes outside the door. Then she showers and brushes her teeth, happy to clean the horrible taste from her mouth. The robe is the same kind as the one Michael is wearing – really soft and comfortable. He’s serving dinner outside on a balcony overlooking the beach when Teresa comes out.

“Are you hungry?” he asks, pulling her chair.

“I am actually. I haven’t eaten much today.”

“This will make you feel better,” he says, and he serves a lovely pasta and salad.

Michael is so attentive and nice. He just wants to chat about what they can see up and down the coast – the landmarks and buildings. There’s nothing of what had happened that day with the stupid boys fighting or with Teresa getting so drunk and passing out. The older man is polite and very interested in anything Teresa has to say, which makes her feel his equal in maturity. She thinks of his wife quite a few times throughout dinner but decides not to mention her, as he doesn’t.

After clearing away the meal and tidying the kitchen together, they stroll back to the balcony, and Michael stands just behind Teresa as she looks out at the moonlit waves rolling ashore. His body is lightly touching hers, and his deep mellow voice is right there at her ear. “You know, I should confess there’s a security camera in my office downstairs. I was actually watching the whole time you were in there with that young guy.”

Teresa blushes as she looks back over her shoulder. “Were you?”

“Yes, but to be totally honest I’ve been watching you all weekend. There are cameras everywhere, and whenever I was down there I was always looking for you.” The older man places his hand on Teresa’s hip and leans closer. “You’re very beautiful.”

Teresa’s heart is suddenly thumping. “But there were lots of girls at the party.”

“Really? I didn’t notice,” Michael goes on smoothly. And that time he touches Teresa’s hair, moving it back from her neck and leaning in to press his lips to her skin. “So, do you mind that I was watching you and Adrian in my office? What you were doing for him was rather exciting. I could almost feel it.”

“It was the first time I’ve done that,” Teresa utters. The soft kisses are giving her the nicest kind of goose bumps.

“Did you enjoy it?” the guy asks. The hand upon her hip moves to her belly, and he’s pressing against her from behind. She can feel his erection.

“Yes, I enjoyed it,” Teresa says. “It felt nice…. It tasted a bit yucky when he was finishing, but I didn’t mind that.”

Teresa is suddenly lifted and carried back inside. She places her arms around Michael’s neck and closes her eyes as he kisses her lips. She’s carried past the open door of the master bedroom and along a hallway to what must be a guest room, she imagines.

“You know – oral sex goes both ways,” Michael says as he stands by the bed still holding Teresa in his arms.

“I know,” Teresa answers, blushing. “Well, I sort of know.”

Teresa is placed down with her head resting on the pillows. The older man lies beside her. “Has a guy ever done it for you before?”

Teresa shakes her head. Michael kisses her again, and she isn’t sure what to do with her hands so she sort of clings to the bedspread. The tie around her waist is then pulled and her robe is opened, her breath catching as her breasts are bared.

“You should make it a rule with these boys…. They’re going to want it all the time, but you’ve got to learn to say – me first!”

Michael sucks on one of Teresa’s nipples and she squirms up against him, pressing her boob into his mouth. His hands are inside the robe, raking down her back and holding her up while he softly kisses and massages with his tongue. He does that with one nipple until she’s just about panting, then he moves to the other and sucks it hard, making Teresa moan and grab hold of his head. He then rolls over on top of her, and when he kisses his way down her belly she thinks about parting her legs but they’re already spread wide. He’s at the top of her bikini pants and kissing and sucking her skin while he pulls at the edges of them. He tugs them down, and Teresa closes her legs so he can get them off. He removes them from her ankles then presses against each of her inner thighs, and she braces as he spreads her and opens his mouth over her pussy.

“Oh my god!” she utters as a wave of warm tingly thrills swarm all over her body, and she lies there with her eyes wide and fixed upon the ceiling as the man nuzzles and licks inside of her.

*

Michael uses his thumbs to hold the young party girl’s pussy lips open, and he sucks on her pink flesh and works his tongue up over her clit. He can taste her sweet juices. He laps them up then sucks on her little clit while she squirms and grinds against his mouth.

He smiles to himself as he looks up and sees how she’s now clinging to the bed head and arching her body up off the bed. He can see her tits shuddering, and she’s moaning and panting away. He keeps sucking on her clit and massaging it with his tongue while he unties his robe and opens it. He’s fully erect of course. He wants to be inside her when she climaxes.

*

Teresa falls to the bed when the man kisses back up over her belly. She’s on the edge of one of her orgasms, and she’s in the middle of panting, “Don’t stop,” when suddenly she feels his penis slide right on in. Then she just clings to the guy as he starts thrusting.

Teresa is wide eyed and staring at the ceiling again, her chin resting upon a powerful shoulder. The shock of being penetrated has doused her little orgasm, but the feel of the man inside of her and the way he’s grinding lewdly when he’s all the way in soon ignites things again. And this time it isn’t just her pussy that’s tingling, the thrill is centred deeper where she can feel excitement building in her belly.

She starts grinding back against the guy. When she’s being split wide and can feel him pressing against her clit, she arches up and rubs herself over the base of his penis. It feels so nice like that, and it makes him go sort of crazy, pounding her hard and fast. She’s bracing up off the bed and holding herself spread for him when suddenly the feeling in her belly contracts into a ball of pure ecstasy and explodes, ripping through her entire body like nothing she has ever imagined.

The older man holds firm with his penis fully inserted. Teresa squirms on it while her orgasm thumps through her. She’s so wet and open, and as the convulsions gripping her belly ebb away she feels the guy begin to move again. He’s supporting himself above her with the muscles in his arms and shoulders pumped up and rippling. He’s moving his lower body, rolling his pelvis. “Just hold still for me now,” he breathes into her hair, and Teresa understands he’s about to ejaculate in her.

The guy’s in full control, and she just relaxes into the movement of his body. His action is different now. He’s all the way up her and fucking her with short thrusts, just grinding his dick inside of her – deep inside. He starts puffing and grunting, his body tense and virtually quivering. He jams in hard and expels a groan, and Teresa clings to him and bites down on her lip while his penis throbs. She then waits staring up at the gilded light fitting while the older man begins moving inside of her again. She isn’t sure what’s going to happen next or what she should do. His penis is still quite firm, but he suddenly lifts his upper body and kisses her. “Are you thirsty?”

“Yes – a bit.”

“Ice water okay?”

“That would be nice,” Teresa says.

Michael lifts from her with his dick slipping out, and she closes her legs and sits up.

“Come back out to the balcony,” he says as he leaves the room.

Teresa searches for her bikini pants and pulls them on. Her legs are a bit rubbery. She feels her pussy and finds it to be sopping and really slippery, and she blushes to herself at the thought that it’s from the older man’s semen as she ties the robe into place and walks back down the hall. She stops and pokes her head into the master bedroom. It’s huge and absolutely gorgeous, and the thought of becoming the guy’s new wife flashes through her mind for a second before she hurries on out to the balcony.

Michael hands her a glass of water then sits down. She sips it and remains standing by the rail. “Beautiful night, isn’t it?” he says, resting back and relaxing in the cool ocean breeze. He looks at his watch but doesn’t say anything. It’s after one in the morning. “Do you want to sit down?” he asks.

Teresa shakes her head. “No thanks. I’m fine.”

Michael stands and approaches behind her, smoothing hair from her neck. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay. I probably should be going soon. They must be wondering where I am.”

“Yeah, I guess. Although you could stay here tonight,” he offers, kissing her softly.

His hand moves to her belly and he holds her close, his penis again firm against her.

“I probably should go. I have to be at the train station in the morning,” Teresa says.

“Well, okay, but you really are beautiful,” the older man whispers, and he lifts her chin and kisses her lips. “You were really beautiful just now,” he adds, making Teresa blush again.

“Thanks…. I didn’t know we were going to do that.”

Michael chuckles. “Yeah, but it was nice – right?”

“Uh huh.”

He kisses her more deeply, and she relaxes into him. His erection is prominent against her belly, and she thinks he’s going to want her again but he steps back and grins. “Yeah it is getting late, and I really should make a call before I get into trouble too.”

Teresa understands he’s talking about calling his wife, and that’s her signal to get out of there. She finds her clothes in the laundry downstairs, clean and dry. She dresses with the guy watching. He follows to his front door but doesn’t say anything more, and she walks down his driveway peering back over her shoulder until the door closes…..

*****

 

 

 

Lives up to the promise…

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BOOK REVIEW: She is going to die and she knows it. Genre aside, that right there is a powerful and intriguing story idea. No one has threatened her or anything. She has simply seen her own funeral. Brilliant. The big question to be answered here is laid out plainly in the title, and within a page or two of reading, we’re in. We’re going to need to know how and why she dies at the end…. So now we have a clear and simple yet powerfully intriguing question, but do we have a story journey to back it up? Definitely! The setting is a tangible paranormal world with interesting relationships between the different species and plenty of historic complexity. Certainly 3 dimensional. And the tale of who our heroine is and how and why she dies is rich and captivating storytelling…. For mine, this book is every bit as good as the title.

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Meanwhile, in another corner of the universe…

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BOOK REVIEW: This sci-fi setting is like real. It’s actually quite brilliantly understated. When imagining the universe being depicted here, it’s as if there’s nothing to prove – as if it’s just a matter of fact that this place exists and we all know it. This is a powerful human drama and romance set elsewhere, not on Earth…. The depth in the story itself is also impressive. We can easily imagine the prequel, which would be potentially even more intense and dramatic. I quite enjoyed joining in at the tail end of a story, with lives already blown apart, and seeing everything come together…. An intelligent and nicely constructed read.

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Ben scores his first date with Kate…

Beauty Skin Deep

Ben finished his beer and strolled back out onto the street. He thought for a moment about his washing but decided to walk down and pay Bobby a visit after all. He wouldn’t try to press for information about the missing girl. He would just call in to see how the home gym was going, and it occurred to him he might be fortunate enough to spend a few minutes with the lovely Kate again.

He could see Bobby was still in the garage as he approached the house. There was a silver Range Rover with the number plate ‘RISSMAN’, in addition to the car he had seen the day before. The front door was open, and he heard Kate squeal and laugh. There was a man’s voice too. Ben knocked and stepped back.

Kate approached the door giggling and looking back over her shoulder. She turned, and Ben greeted her with a smile.

“Afternoon, ma’am.”

“Oh… Officer?”

“Ben… Ben will be fine, ma’am. I was out and about and thought I’d call by and say hello to Bobby. Am I intruding?”

“No… God, no! Um… Ben this is, um, a friend of mine, Paul… Paul, Ben’s the local cop.”

A tall, weak-chinned man had appeared behind Kate. His hands were upon her shoulders. Ben nodded.

“May I go around the side? I can see Bobby’s there in the garage.”

Kate squirmed from between her friend and the screen door. She opened it and shuffled Paul back a bit. “Can you check on dinner for me, please? I’ll just be a few minutes.”

“What do I do?” Paul asked.

“Oh, it doesn’t matter. Just… I’ll be there in a minute.” Kate slipped through the door and closed it. She was blushing and avoiding Ben’s eyes.

“Is everything okay? I really didn’t mean to intrude.”

“No, it doesn’t matter. He’s just… I don’t know… It’s fine. And I wanted to ask you a favour.”

Kate had stepped close. Her blush had faded, and her warm, brown eyes were enticing.

Ben wondered in that instant if any man had ever denied her anything.

“I was wondering if I could help with your investigation.”

“Help in what way?” Ben sat back on the porch rail. It gave him a little more room to breathe.

She smiled coyly and shrugged. “I don’t know. In any way I can. I might be able to check the newspapers from when the girl went missing. I saw there’s a library near your house. Maybe they have something there. Or you could let me see the police report.”

Ben met her smile and wondered how she knew where his house was. “Ma’am—”

“Kate! Not ma’am… Kate. You were saying?”

“Kate, I really don’t have the authority to invite civilians into the station to look into missing persons.”

“So, take that one little file home and invite me to dinner. I’ll sneak a look while you’re busy cooking.”

“I can’t cook.”

“Frozen pizza?”

Ben hadn’t stopped smiling. “You’re pushy!”

“Tomorrow night?”

“What about?” Ben motioned to the door.

“He’s nothing. He’s just my boss. I’m sending him home after dinner.”

“Okay. Around six, and it’ll be fresh pizza, not frozen. And white wine?”

Kate stepped to the door and smiled back over her shoulder. “Or beer.”

She stayed at the door while Ben walked back to the front gate. “What about Bobby?” she called after him.

“Next time… I got what I wanted,” he called back.

“Me too!”

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I was shocked by how far this went…

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BOOK REVIEW: This is an intense, shadowy thriller, paced for a quick read. There’s plenty of angst in the awkward, fledgling, arranged romance between our main characters before the real challenge even begins…. The 1980s setting is authentic and well suited to stories about this kind of crime – it’s kind of what makes it so shadowy. It works well. The descent into the murky depths of perversion as the thriller aspect of the story builds is another highlight. The climax is grim and hard-hitting. The romance finds a way…. This stands alone as a terrific read, but there’s definite potential for a follow-up and study of some of the secondary characters.

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Brilliantly told… an eye opener

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BOOK REVIEW: Is this a children’s story… a parent’s how-to perhaps? I was unsure what to expect with this book, but it captivated me immediately and held me spellbound throughout. I’m giving a full 5 stars because this is a brilliant story – could make it as a classic. It’s a wonderful read for children, and it shows us all the bullying experience through a child’s eyes. The tale itself is clever and highly impactful (had my lip quivering once or twice – the shoes). Expertly detailed and written.

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