Vacation. Vacation. Vacation. Vacation.
It's sort of a relentless voice in my head right now. It's really hard when you're roughly (and by "roughly" I mean "pretty much exactly") one week from your vacation time. It's not like it's far away, but in your head, the remaining days just sort of lengthen and twist and fill to the freaking brim with stuff you've got to get done before you go.
Or maybe that's just me.
We're flying to Houston, and then taking the bus to New Orleans, but as I'm sure I've said a thousand times, my favourite way to travel is by train. Trains mean vacation to me. So I figured today I'd revisit Riding the Rails again.
"Resist Me, Please!" by Daniel M. Jaffe
I think what I loved most about this story is that the protagonist has what - on the surface - sounds like a blessing of a problem. Men are "compulsively, addictively, attracted" to him. Sounds like horror, no? But it's certainly something that has led to more than a few awkward moments (I mean, seriously, every man, all the time? That'd get tiresome, no?) and as such, he's on his way to visit a specialist - a woman doctor, naturally - in San Francisco to figure out what's going on.
And he's taking the train.
This is such a fun story, it's light and amusing and takes that trope of the irresistible man and turns it on its head. I adore the character, who isn't a young hot carbon copy stud, but rather a man with years on his frame who still admits he has a lot to learn. Even better, the resolution will definitely give you a giggle.