Fallen Angels Fall With Desires For Excess, Lust and Betrayal
Fallen Angels fall because deep in the psyche of ever girl is an unconscious desire for excess, lust and betrayal. We are taught to be good and dream of being bad.
Who are these fallen angels? They are the girl next door, your girlfriend, your little sister. They are me, it goes without saying. And they are you, dear fallen angels, even if you are not aware of it.
After a lifetime of being told not be show the tops of your breasts or your knickers in short skirts, your hip bones and curves in teeny bikinis, the inevitable fall is like slipping into a steamy bath of decadence and sin.
Like well-heeled and unhappily married Michelle in American Concubine who finds a lover with S&M desires and learns he works for her husband. Like Jools in Snow Falls Softly who surrenders to her boss on the eve of his wedding. Like sad little virgin Angela Budd in Bringing Angels to Life who discovers her true self as a call girls and believes that “every time she has an orgasm an angel comes to life.”
Fallen Angels OUT NOW
Fallen Angels is the title of my seventh book. It is a collection of six novellas, each one a mirror image of the times in which we live in America and Europe now it has it become one world.
Follow the link to FALLEN ANGELS
EXCERPT from American Concubine
She slipped down to the bed so he could remove her shoes, her red pants, her panties with satin bows. She was with a man ten years younger than her, and she thought about something Justine had said: why had she waited so long? She was naked, finally, and being naked with this stranger she didn’t know and knew nothing about made her nipples harden.
He stood there waiting for her to unbuckle his belt, unsnap the button at the top of his jeans, lower the zipper. He was wearing white shorts and when his cock emerged from the folds she hesitated only long enough to admire this thing, this creature that is man, this work of art, this object with a will of its own. His cock was long, wide, the head pale pink and it felt as smooth as porcelain as it slid between her lips and down her throat.
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