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I have more than a decade of writing experience but am a relative newcomer to the world of ebooks and self-publishing.
What inspired you to write your book?
In truth, the story is a battle of wills – a reoccurring theme throughout the book.
Here is a short sample from the book:
It had been a busy morning. Laura Evans was never one to sit around idly, watching the hours tick by from the sofa but, even by her standards, this morning had been hectic.
She had dropped both boys at school, cleaned the house and attended a yoga session. It was barely even 10am and there was plenty still to be done.
The kettle was boiling as the front doorbell rang loudly in the house.
Laura peeked out from behind the curtain, her heart sinking when she saw the identity of her caller.
It was Barry, that old pervert next door. What did he want? He made Laura’s skin crawl simply by looking at her.
Her first instinct was not to answer. Rich could deal with him when he got back from work. Barry gave her the creeps, always had done.
Whenever she sunbathed in the back garden, Barry would soon appear in his own garden to clean his windows. She could feel his eyes fixed upon her body, never leaving until she went inside.
At their old house, Laura thought nothing of topless sunbathing. But here, her neighbour’s unwanted attentions meant she no longer even braved a bikini in the back garden.
Laura knew she was an attractive woman, and took pride in her appearance.
Her natural hour-glass figure gave her fulsome breasts and a shapely backside.
Rich was an average lover and rarely gave her the orgasms she needed to be fully satisfied. Their lovemaking was twice a week but functional.
In recent times, Laura had even begun faking her passion to save her husband’s feelings.
Rich was a strong and kind man, who she loved dearly. He was a wonderful father and had a career in banking that ensured the family would never have concerns over money.
Laura was happy to play the dutiful wife, looking after the children and keeping a happy and clean home.
She was quietly proud of her youthful appearance – comfortable in the knowledge that almost every other 34-year-old female would be envious of her charms.
Indeed, she enjoyed seeing the power that her looks held over the male population – something that played a prominent role in her regular masturbation sessions.
She never left the house without her face being made up or ensuring there was not a lock of her shoulder length hair out of place.
Her clothing was meticulously chosen, suggestive but classy.
Laura was obsessed with her underwear. Top and bottom had to match – both in colour and design.
Rich never really commented about her lingerie obsession but it at least made her feel comfortable – although no-one ever saw it apart from her other half.
Comfortable wasn’t how she was feeling now though as Barry peered through the glass of the front door.
She shivered involuntarily. Why did he creep her out so much? And what exactly did he want with her?
He rang the bell again. Laura hesitated, hearing the letter box creaking open before Barry spoke in a clear voice.
“Laura. Come and open the door. I saw you come home 15 minutes ago. Don’t be silly.”
Surprising herself, Laura began moving towards the door and the deadbolt that kept it sealed.
Something in Barry’s authoritative tone compelled Laura to obey. The latch was pulled back and the door swung open.
He said nothing but his leer made Laura uncomfortable.
Barry stepped forward, not waiting to be invited inside.
He pushed past a speechless Laura before turning and locking the front door behind him.