Mark, an undergraduate, finds himself drawn into the shadowy club led by his professor, Ms. Gordon. Membership is exclusive.
Remittance gives an overview of the book:
Pushing her chair back from the table, she slid down in her chair and pulled the hem of her silk dress upwards, over her bare thighs. For a single moment, it occurred to me to look away, but I couldn't. Nothing in the world could have persuaded me to miss the unveiling of her long, lean thighs. With the tip of her spoon, she scooped up and then dropped a dollop of ice cream halfway up one bare thigh.
If I could manage no other immediate response, the one in my crotch was reaction enough. My cock stiffened instantaneously. I watched Gerry lower his head and eat, chasing the rivulets of ice cream down the inside of her leg.
With his hands, he slid her dress up further, over her hips, exposing a neat thatch of red pubic curls. Deliberately, she took another spoonful of ice cream and let it drop with precision onto the russet triangle. Again, Gerry bent his head and began to feed at it. I heard a low, sexual groan and turned to see Carlos with his hand on the very prominent bulge in Alan's lap, and Garnet with his lips on Mel's neck. But they were all watching her, feeding off her pleasure just as Gerry was.
Remittance Girl is my pen name. I'm a Canadian-born writer living in Vietnam. I mostly write erotic fiction of a literary bent, but stray from it at times to write the occassional piece with absolutely no sex in it. I teach narrative at a university here, and grow orchids...
Remittance Girl (RG) is an erotic writer talented way beyond my humble attempts to describe. She is unflinching when it comes to probing the sexual darkness in humanity. Among many themes, she’s written...
The book opens with “Midnight at Sheremetyeo” by Remittance Girl. It is a simple tale, not really new in plot, of a vampire who breaks the rules that keep them from being hunted down. She takes a very tasty...