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I signed up for the couples cooking class alone, which tells you most of what you need to know about me.
Amateur fiction writer in England, keeping company with no pets right now, just houseplants and ginger beer and espresso. My wheelhouse is Transgender, Crossdressing, and Lesbian Sex, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is literate with dry humor. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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I signed up for the couples cooking class alone, which tells you most of what you need to know about me.
My name is Jared, I'm sixty-two years old, and last August I did something completely out of character.
The night started with a glass of bad wine, which is not how I thought my life would change, but that's how most things go.
The risotto was supposed to be for a client consultation on Thursday, but I had made too much stock and the arborio was sitting there on…
Turning twenty-nine is a weird kind of birthday, because nobody warns you that it feels like running out of road.
The thing about house sitting for a farmer you've met exactly twice is that you spend the whole drive out there trying to remember which…
I took the job at the Broken Wheel Ranch for the money, but honestly it was half the money and half the fact that anything sounded better…