The Wooden Paddle's Apology
The gravel lot at Braidhaugh Farm hasn't changed in two years, which is more than I can say for my mood.
Ivory Turn
Writing from California, usually late at night with red wine and late-night diner coffee. I mostly write in Mature, Interracial Love, and First Time, especially stories built around the long-distance pair finally in the same room and people who work as operators or similar real-world trades. 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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Stories by Ivory Turn
Darkroom Debacle
Okay, so I'm standing in the parking lot of the Fairway Pines driving range at seven on a Thursday evening, and I want you to understand…
Backyard Grills
I'm standing at my grill on a Saturday in June, fifty-two years old, spatula in one hand, beer in the other, watching a moving truck eat…
The Grappler's Reach
I am thirty-four years old and I sell houses for a living, and right now I am sitting in my Corolla in a strip mall parking lot, sweating…
The Bidding War
*This one came from thinking about how the most interesting things can happen in the most boring places.
Operator, Please
My name is Lindsay Hill, I'm 38 years old, and for the last four years I've made my living talking dirty to strangers.