This set of 20 stories, based on true accounts, is a series of confessions by women about the time they lost their virginity. I don’t think there will be many girls who were strippers before they lost their virginity, but I am one. I was never very worried about losing my virginity, it wasn’t something I attached a lot of importance to. But I hadn’t really found a good way to be with boys, I was a bit of a loner, I preferred to hang back and not be noticed. I had some friends, and we all seemed to go out in a bunch, which didn’t make it easier to pair up. I was at college, I was working in a bar to make ends meet, and I wasn’t doing very well. My parents didn’t really want me to go away to college, and they didn’t have a lot of money anyway, so I didn’t want to ask them for help, I wanted to show them I could make it. I worked hard at college, and I worked hard at night in the bar, but still I was struggling to pay my rent. The boss, Ray, was a good guy, he helped as much as he could, and gave me good shifts. But I mentioned to him that I was short of money, and he said if I wanted, I could work at a private party that was on next day. What sort of work, I said, a bit suspicious. Well, it’s a stag night, and they want strippers. I can only find one who’s available, I need at least one more. Can you do it? I was very embarrassed, it was odd talking to him about that, it sort of reminded me of my gender, I hadn’t thought like that with him. Do I have to strip? Can’t I do something else — dance, maybe?
He laughed, then he thought about it. Well, you’d have to take most of your clothes off. Maybe you could still keep a bit.
How about no touching, I said, I was nervous to think how a party could turn out. kay, he said, I’ll be there, I can keep an eye out for you.
I felt a surge of certainty and doubt at the same time. Okay, I said, I’ll do it. You can meet the other girl before the party, she’ll show you what to do, he said.
I didn’t sleep that well, I kept having thoughts about showing myself off, but I consoled myself with the thought that I wasn’t really going to go all the way. I think I even dreamt about being nude in front of a whole group of men, at school of all places.
Love and Happiness once dwelled together in homes throughout this world. But now, it seems as if more homes have come to marry the thoughts of Love and Divorce. In A Negotiation Of Wounds, the battle between the two paradigms finds it’s way into the public eye.
When Amanda Matthews finds her film producer husband Reed Matthews having an affair, she moves swiftly to file for divorce. But when, she and her husband attain the services of two cutthroat lawyers in the city of LA, they find themselves pushed farther into a world of deception than they dared go. Now they must wade through the dangerous and often hostile land of divorce, without losing themselves in the process.
A sexy, visceral, fast-paced ride in the vein of TV shows like Scandal and The Good Wife, A Negotiation of Wounds takes you on a journey through fame, pain, rejection, eroticism, self-discovery and love as one couple seeks to severe the ties that bind.
Laura Roberts was born in 1978 and immediately began writing the story of her life, after staring up at a spinning mobile above her crib for a sufficient period of time and thinking, “I could do better than that.” Though the intervening years have seen her scribbling in notebooks, Harriet the Spy-style, as well as concocting rude gossip rags about her friends and family (hello, “Gossip World!”), she first debuted her special brand of insanity in a university-level screenwriting class, where her final project was a Hal Hartley-inspired fanfic tribute to David Duchovny whose climax saw the protagonist wielding two menacing halves of Immanuel Kant’s Critique of Pure Reason in a boxing match against Duchovny’s real-life wife, Téa Leoni. She received an A from her professor, as well as the astute comment, “You got away with a lot.”
She has been getting away with a lot more ever since, including crime fiction, erotica, sex columns, an honors degree in Creative Writing and English Literature, thinly veiled tracts against her former home base in Austin, Texas, and a ninja versus pirates cavalcade.
Laura is the author of NINJAS OF THE 512, aka the best novel you’ll ever read about pirates, ninjas and evil politicians in Austin, Texas. Her second novel, NAKED MONTREAL, about her time as a sex columnist in the Sin City of the North, is available in serial format. She is also pondering a ninja follow-up that features ninjas versus robots. In her copious spare time, Laura curates the cheeky literary magazine Black Heart, which features indie authors’ poetry and prose on a daily basis, and lives in an Apocalypse-proof bunker in SoCal with her artist husband and their literary kitty, Nedward Carlos Nedwards.
THE PORTABLE LAURA ROBERTS is Laura’s most egotistical anthology to date, but she hopes her friends and fans will be amused by this diversion while they await the completion of her next novel.
This sampler contains many of Laura’s previously published short fiction including:
17 Things You Never Knew About Val Capone
Murder in the Key of E
Of Cocks and Existentialism
Metro Area Weather
Montreal in 7 Pieces
Halifax in a Sentence
PLUS an excerpt from her serial novel, Naked Montreal!
Have you ever wondered what lesbians do when they get together? Is it all fingers and scissors and lips between legs, or is there WAY more to the slippery story of lesbian sex?
In this hot new anthology, enjoy twenty-one explicit tales of lesbian love. From shoe fetish to opera gloves, sex in public to quiet winter mornings, from a taste of taboo to strap-on DP to extremes that shan’t be mentioned here to full-on Sapphic bukakke, even connoisseurs of fine girl-on-girl action are likely to discover a new idea or two in this sexy new collection.
Whether you can appreciate this book’s title ironically or you’re authentically curious about what girls who love girls do in bed (or in parked cars or at the office or in a church basement or in a restaurant bathroom), grab a copy today and get in on the nitty-gritty secrets of lesbian sex.
Giselle Renarde’s erotic fiction has appeared in over 100 anthologies, including prestigious collections like Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Lesbian Romance, Best Women’s Erotica, Girl Fever, and the Lambda Award-winning collection Wild Girls, Wild Nights.
Nine lives, nine loves, nine tales of passion and desire. Some sweet and romantic, bubbly like champagne. Some hot and juicy, directly addressing body regions south of the waistline. Meet lovers, strangers, unexpected guests and accidental roommates, and read about artful seduction, powerful attraction and opportunities just too hot to miss.
This book contains 9 stories previously released in four separate volumes, now bundled and offered at a discount price.
Four steamy fantasies in four historical settings:
Anselm is a young novice at Worston Abbey. If he is to become a monk, he must maintain his vows. He follows the Vow of Obedience when Brother Cedric sends him to the luscious local herbalist, Ysabel, but once there he find his commitment to the Vow of Chastity is severely tested.
Petals and Pistons
Now that her husband Edgar is dead, Mrs. Adelaide Portsmythe is on a mission. She will travel up the Amazon in search of the fabled orchid, Queen of the Night. Like all good Victorian ladies, Mrs. Portsmythe is sensible, demure and modest. Until she meets the devilishly wicked Captain Rodriguez, that is. By the end of the voyage Adelaide has discovered that seeking pleasure is a goal in its own right.
A gang of marauders raid the town of Elleshire on market day. Aisla runs for her life but is abducted and trapped in a cave with the brigand’s anonymous leader. She wakes up blindfolded and naked on furs in front of the firelight. The brigand proceeds to use her perfect skin in very creative ways – and not at all how Aisla expects. Just who is this unusual man?
A Gifted Physician
What ails the lovely Lady Mary? She has taken to her bed and lies about in the ornate four-poster, complaining of fever and weakness. She insists that only the handsome physician, Edmund, can cure her. And there is only one cure she seeks. Edmund tries to resist, but the Lady is most persistent.
For the first time in her life, headstrong Ashton Rhodes was not in control. She had all but given up on being properly dominated. Her independent attitude left most men feeling they had taken on more than they could handle. Hendrix Larson however, showed no sign of intimidation when he thrust himself into her life.
Dismissing her apprehension, Ashton allowed herself to be lead into a world of absinthe and secret clubs where anything was possible. She was finally submitting to the unknown and was certain of nothing more than one simple fact; Hendrix Larson was not to be disobeyed.