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About the author:
Of course, sex inevitably features – it is erotica after all – but I try to keep it in proportion.
What inspired you to write your book?
I guess it’s written with a certain message – Never judge a book by its cover – and allowed me to explore the fairly substantial grey area between right and wrong.
Here is a short sample from the book:
My fingers were shaking as I undid the gate latch to re-enter the alleyway for the second time that evening.
The gang stood under the nearby street light, turning as one to face me as I emerged from my garden.
One of the thugs made a wolf-whistle at me as I turned to close the garden gate. I could hear the sniggering as I walked nervously towards them. I blushed, but ensured I defiantly kept my eyes looking straight ahead.
Lee stepped out from the crowd, his tone laced with mockery.
“Well, well, well. Seen sense, have we? Just as well, we were just about to ring the police and get your boyfriend banged up.”
The others laughed openly as I stood there, refusing to look at any of them apart from Lee, who continued his tirade.
“It’s fairly obvious you’re the brains in the relationship, Baby. What’s your name?”
My voice seemed tiny when I responded. “Sophie.”
“That’s a beautiful name isn’t it, Sophie?”
I continued looking directly at him, ignoring the mockery.
“Let’s get this over and done with so we can go back to our lives and forget about this. What do you want?”
Grinning at my rather obvious attempt to take charge of proceedings, Lee stepped a little closer.
“We’re going to have you. But, being the little whore-bag that we know you are, we’ll need you to do an STD test before anyone of us muster up the courage to go in there.”
He pointed to my crotch, while creepily licking his lips.
“But I think the three of us that took a kicking from your delightful other half deserve some sort of immediate compensation – in the shape of your mouth.”
His eyes flashed with desire as Lichy and the cowardly one moved alongside him, like predators circling for the kill.
“Now, lose those clothes and get that dirty little mouth to work.”