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I don't remember much about it, but here's what I do know: In fact no one at the castle is happy about the H's presence -I think I remember the h has been running the castle by herself for a while now-though I may be getting that from another book. I read this book years ago. I really hope someone can help! I seem to run across that book everytime I try to search for this book! The heroine was a nurse in the civil war and was a year later down on her luck. She answers an add for a wife and meets the man she thinks she will be marrying.

Turns out to not be him, but his brother, whom she instantly dislikes. Hope this helps, but I have seen quite a few books with a discription close to this. There are some websites that allow you to search by historical era or location. Aug 17, , Can't think of the title. Years ago I started reading this book and got interrupted and was never able to finish it. It's been driving me nuts through the years! I believe it was a Harlequin. The woman is a surgeon who was working too hard and I believe collapsed and was forced to take a vacation.

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She is staying in this house and the next door neighbor's dog comes over. She is mistaken for a teenager and is hired by her neighbor as a housekeeper or assistant? She pretends to be a teenager and the neighbor is conflicted because he is attracted to her. It was not a harlequin romance. The hero was an actor. He comes to the Heroine's grandmother's island to shoot a pirate film.

The heroine works in the perfume industry. She calls her boss "Madame". Her sister lives on the island and makes glass designs. The heroine's grandmother dies in the end. There is a particular scene in the book in which the heroine names her new perfume "winterfire". Theres another scene in which the hero shoots for a new perfume ad in which he wears a lab coat. I really wish there was some sort of database where you could search keyword plot lines to books and find titles! It would make this so much easier! I've been looking for a book I read years ago and thought someone may be able to help.

It begins in contemporary time although I think this book was published in the 80's or 90's. The H is an artist who meets the h at a restaurant one night, and tells her he bets she has dimples on her ass. She gets offended but decides to take him up on his offer to pose for a painting. She keeps having these visions, and the H in the other times was an officer in the military during the war, and the h was always on the opposite side.

In contemporary times, h tries using hypnosis to go back in the past and save H, but H contemporary ends up channeling the angry war General and no longer acts like himself. Hi, I'm looking for a historical romance book. She's captured by the hero and taken to his ship to sail to America and I think he chains her feet together, because he thinks she could hurt them.

His crew mocks him during the journey, because she doesn't act like a captive at all. That's all I remember. If you could tell me the name of this book I'd be so happy. It's been bugging me for a really long time. I'm sorry if there's not enough detail. I read this book a long time ago. Hi - what a wonderful place this is!!! I've been looking for a book that I read about 5 years ago. The main character is a writer of historical romances and her main character comes to life along with his footman. Together they solve a mystery. Her main character is a bit of a rogue, a count???

His footman is oafish and funny. Thanks so much for your help. Hi, Could please someone help me in finding a mills and boon novel of a greek tycoon arranged marriage with a girl who does charity works. The heroine loves the guy but he is not sure that his husband loves her. The marriage was arranged by heroine grandmother and hero grandfather. They are passionate in bed and married for 3 years. Then comes a lady who was hero ex lover and trying to create problems in there marriage but at last hero tells her wife that he loves her and he is not interested in anyone else.

I cant remember the name of the novel. Could anyone please help. So excited I found this site. I have been looking for a book that I read over ten years ago, but it was probably from the 80's. It's a historical romance about an orphaned woman who takes over her dads fishing boat and dresses like a man so she gets left alone.

They think she is a man at first but then somehow they realize she is a woman and then the crew is unhappy she is there, they keep calling her a Jonah and she was going to bring bad luck to them. They were getting followed by a pirate captain who was mad at the other captain for some reason and one day in port he sees the woman and tries to kidnap her or he does. I don't remember much after that. Hopefully someone can help me!!

Sep 23, , Please help I want to read this book again but I cant remember the title or author. The story was about a woman who slept with this hunk rancher then while she was in the city she lost her memory and cant remember him. Here's the catch she's pregnant with his baby and has lots of money she either will or has inherited. I think she worked in a law office I remember some horrible man she couldn't believe she would even think about sleeping with trying to convince her the baby was his to get his hands on the money and I seem to remember the name Tucker for the Ranch hunk.

I could be wrong. Please help with the title of this book! I believe it was one of a series and this one was about one of four English sisters and very funny. The story is told from the perspective of the sister who is getting married to an engineer and she is embarrassed to be thinking to herself that he has rescued her from a crazy life with her family.

I remember that she and her mother rode the Tube under the Thames - which she found very exciting and her mother found terrifying. Before the wedding, the sisters and their mother go to some ritzy restaurant for tea but discover they have almost no money but the mother deals with the head waiter with honesty and class. One of the married sisters is wealthy and arranged it but never pays for anything.

Once married, they take a honeymoon cruise to Australia where the husband has taken a job for a year or so. One of the bride's younger sisters is also on the ship relocating to Australia - either to work or live with another relative. The bride and the sister are sitting in deck chairs behind the husband and his friend and the bride observes her sister just gazing adoringly at the back of the guy's head. That's all I remember but always wanted to read the other books by this author - whoever she is.

I remember the cover was solid red with the only the title on it. Forgive me if I do this wrong, I am new at this. I read a book about a year or so ago unfortunately, I cannot remember if it is one I got at the library or what. I cannot remember the title or author and can only remember a couple of scenes.

I want to say it was in an anthology but I am not sure. It starts off with the heroine sneaking into a guy's house to return something or maybe retrieve something as a favor to a friend. Her friend is the mistress of the guy who owns the house. She is caught by a different guy hero who is staying there I believe he is the guy's brother or something and I believe she convinces him that she is the mistress because he was drunk.

Next, she runs into him and is introduced to him at a party. He recognizes her and she recognizes him and they end up in a discussion and kissing in a dark room. She is daring and willful. I have been trying to figure out this book for over a year now. He is now a famous businessman. He came to buy a product. The heroine also wants to buy that product. She is known as a ruthless CEO and her career depends on that product. The hero is the heroine's sister's friend. They meet at the sister's engagement.

When the hero was here he used to be a rouge. The heroine always had a crush on him. So when she was in college she created such a situation that they had to spend the night in a hut and she had previously planned that she'll lose her virginity to him. Later like always the hero plans not to call her but when she doesn't call he does.

He calls for a week she never picks up. He thinks she ditched him because he is poor and she doesn't pick up because she knows he'll break her heart This thought drives him to the top. I can't remember the name but it's kind of bugging me right now. I posted in the other thread a while back but did not get a response so I thought I would try again. I read this book years ago it was about a French heroine she's living in France and she happens to meet the hero by chance they spend a night together and she finds out that she is pregnant.

The hero has already left at this point I think he was in the military? He was British though. Her father finds out and sends her to a convent where she gives birth to a daughter that she names Emma. A few years pass and she somehow ends up in England and becomes the governess? The hero had thought that she abandoned their child this whole time so he hates the heroine for her actions but they end up making up by the end of the book I think she might be blind??? I clearly remember that she was a French aristocrat though but she becomes broke after the French revolution.

I really really hope someone recognizes this book I am almost convinced that I've just imagined the whole thing. Glad to find you all and looking forward to recommendations and help. Unknown title and author. Book published before I believe it was set in Scotland. He may have plotted with her brother to sleep with her in order to get he pregnant and pass the child off as his son's.

If anyone could help, I'd greatly appreciate it. Another one set in Scotland. The only thing that I can remember is that it runs into Christmas. The h is at her birth father's house for the first time. Enjoying this site emmincely! Oct 5, , 7: I'm also new to this site, but I'm so happy I've found it! I have spent the last few hours jotting down all the books i had forgotten about reading the previous thread: Also, i dont remember anything about it really other than begging. Man and woman get married i cant remember how it came about - it was arranged and the girl doesn't know anything about sex, other than what she had seen in her farm?

I do remember her thinking that his willy looked more like a babies arm than a mushroom a maid or someone told her this I haven't described it very well, but this book is one of the funniest historical romance books i have read, and would love to read it again! WadcbNo, unfortunately that's not it, but I am now going to have to read it lol.

I read a historical romance in the 's which I know I loved but have barely any memory of! The only clear memory I have is of the beginning: I think she ends up hiding in a tree trunk? The girl has red hair and green eyes?? I feel like she's been living with a nasty old uncle or something due to the death of her parents. That's all I have!

Any help is much appreciated: It came out in Thank you but I actually found it on Google! Ok, I'm driving myself insane and asking all of you for help please! Woman marries a man out west in the 's - 's. She grows up on the East cost and marries a man whom owns a ranch in Utah or Nevada.

She travels by train and is from money. She arrives in her hoop skirt but is quickly told by her husband to wear pants. She had trouble adjusting to this new life where she rides horses and wears pants instead of being the lady she should be. She then learns how to garden in the dry west part of the country. After months of ranching with her husband. Her husband eventually falls ill from a sickness going on there. She tells her native american neighbor that she'll watch over the baby to ensure that he does not get the sickness his mother has. She then flees to PA and then to Europe. The baby's father spends many years searching for his kidnapped son.

The woman meets a man in Europe and leaves the baby she is hiding in the attic by the lake on their property. The baby is then found by neighbors who are gypsies. The gypsies then raise the baby. The woman has two more children, both girls who are friends with this kidnapped little boy.

After the mom dies, the girls start unraveling what happened. One of the woman's children and the kidnapped boy now a man start a relationship What is this book, I'm loosing my mind?! All help is appreciated! I've been trying to think of the title and author of this book for months. I've gone through lists of books by authors I usually read but can't figure it out. The book was 4 stories in one. It was based around two sets of sisters that are cousins. Each story is for each sister. The first story starts with one set of sisters coming west to live after the civil war.

The older sister's husband died in the war. The late husbands best friend comes to live with them and of course the two fall in love and marry. The second story has the cousins, another set of sisters coming to live with them. The older sister of this set ends up falling for the sheriff and they marry.

The next story is the younger sister of the first set of sisters. She marries the rich guy in town after she lost a bet to him in a horse race. This guy was originally interested in the older cousin, but he was only interested in him because of his money. The last story is about the last sister. Her name was Meg I think but I can't remember what her story was. If anyone can please help me. It's driving me crazy.

Oct 10, , 4: I can't remember this title, or author! Published late 80s, early 90s. Scotland, s, the year leading to the second Jacobite rebellion, and right after. Marriage of Convenience between I think a Campbell woman and a rebellious highland clan. The eldest daughter was to marry the man, but she fainted at the alter, so the younger daughter married him. The man she married was the only remaining son on the clan laird, who was a scarred, womanizing, jerkface. The woman stood out for being practical and smart; before marrying she demanded concessions like having soldiers periodically check on her to make she is ok.

This has ramifications later because the English officer who checks on her becomes a friend, and she uses him to save her husband. The woman ended up in the highlands at the castle, made friends with the old cook and her young maid, but lived separate from her husband who was sleeping with his father's redheaded mistress, Fiona? Eventually, they go to a highland wedding, the husband gets sucked into Bonnie Prince Charles' rebellion, and the wife returns to her father's estate.

At that wedding the h beloved cousin is killed by the H's father. Eventually the rebellion fails, the wife finds the husband, her father captures him, he is sentenced to hang, and she uses Rob Roy I think? They sail to America. Not a lot of sex, and a lot of historical detail, in the book.

There are a lot of secondary plot points. I honestly remember almost everything except the name and title. Cover, I think, was a castle in the distance, blue sky, green hills. Oct 16, , 6: I'm looking for a book that I do not know the title or author to. I know it was published before The heroine travels to the Yukon, I think looking for her father I believe. He works in the gold fields in Dawson City.

If I'm not mistaken she ends up marrying his younger partner or something like that. His name is Logan not sure if its his first or last name, It might have been O'shea or that could have been the girls last name. I think she also ended up leaving him and going back down to Dawson. There was also I think a Mountie that was vaing for her affections as well. I just remember his name being Logan. I have been looking for this book forever and have been trying to locate it with no such luck. They end up in Scotland, at her birth father's.

It doesn't sound perfect, but the kidnapped h helps heal the H's little sister who was raped by h's stepbrother or something. Part of a series, though. Hi, I have being trying to rememeber the name of a book. The basic synopsis is that a florist is dropping off flowers at her brother and his new wife's house only to find her sister in law flirting with a man. The man wants revenge on the family because of something her father did so he decides to break up the marriage. The sister in law is young, bored, her husband is always away and she is feeling neglected.

No doubt she would be easily seduced. To protect or brothers marriage she suggests the man use her for revenge instead. He agrees and says they should get married. The woman is in a relationship with a man and breaks it off to marry the virtual stranger. They get married, with the women wearing jeans to her wedding. After the wedding the groom finds out that the father disaproves of the daughter and it is no big deal that he married her.

They all in love etc etc with him building her a greenhouse and buying her a car I think there was a line in there, like "you're the typre of man who'd by his child a train set and then end up playing with it yourself. I think there was something in there about her always wearing clothes with flowers on them. The sister in law gets jealous. There is a jealous scene where the groom thinks his new wife is getting lunch with an ex. There is a happy resolution. It is a contemporary novel written in the last years, it may have been a country setting, I think there was a mention of a cowboy hat.

Hello I'm looking for a book that I read years ago. I'm pretty sure that it was written in the 80s or early 90s. It's a Regency romance book. It's a bout a young redheaded girl who becomes the ward of an English Lord. I think he's of Spanish or Italian descent. He hates that he is attracted to her because he's older than her. He hates that she has beautiful red hair and makes her wear hats anytime she's outdoors. She's very feisty and sometimes immature because of her age.

I think someone tries to kidnap her. But he thinks that she ran away and when he finds her it's pouring down rain they make love and he doesn't realize, because of the rain and all her skirts, that she's bleeding to death because she's been cut on her leg. She gets pregnant, they get married, and she has a baby boy. I can't remember why but she ends up leaving him and he doesn't know where she's at. When he finds her she's a governess, they get back together. She leaves him again this time for his best friend and she's pregnant.

He finds out where she's at and kidnaps her. She ends up giving birth to their little girl on the ship. And after that I really can't remember anything else. I'm so glad I have found this site. I have found many books to add to my "to read" list. I have read a book some years back. This is what I remember about it.

The hero is a cowboy -in texas, perhaps? The son had interfered with mail even then -I think it was the late s, but don't hold me to it- it was a crime and the boy roughly aged 8 has admitted to it. If I remember correctly, he said the that he liked the picture the heroine of the story sent; his father had no idea of it. The heroine is a woman with a small boy. He is approximately the same age as the hero's son.

The boys don't get along at first, but as the story unfolds they practicaly become inseparable. The hero's son admits near the end of the story that he was jealous of the other boy because the heroine's son had a mother who wanted to protect him. See, the story begins in front of store -feed store, maybe- and if I remembert it right, the woman was concerned about her son getting her.

The heroine is from Ireland and is on the run. The man, and later his family, accused her of kindapping to separate her from her son. And she saw the ad for a teacher as a chance for escape as far west as possible. The offer I think included the room and board. Anyway, the matter came before a judge and that is how our heroine came to live on the ranch and became a teacher to his son.

Thanks for you help! I am desperately trying to find a book I believe I read in the mid to late 90s not totally sure. It would most likely be Harlequin or Silhouette. It is about a man who is after the person who killed his wife and twin daughters in a car bombing. Then a few months later she discovered she is pregnant.

She has three identical triplet boys and she tries to find the man she spend the night with but with no luck. Then she runs into to him like three or four years later. I think at this point the triplet boys are around three years old and he then protects her and his sons because the man she had been dating for the last six months is the one who initially killed his wife and twin daughters. I think the triplets names were Ryan, Sean and unsure of the other one. If anyone one remembers this I would greatly appreciate it. I loved this book and would love to read it again.

I scanned through the last post but not these ones yet. So if someone has already asked about this book just point me in the right direction please. I mostly remember scenes ant he plot and I think it was a Harlequin. But it was about a guy, who used to be a surfer I think and now he works for or owns a magazine and is doing a photo shoot of the new swim line. Back when he was still surfing he met a girl had an amazing night with her but was so drunk he only remembers the tattoo on her back and not her face. She owns a shop now that sells organic fiber? I remember the part where she, I think, bets him that her swimsuits are better and she can make the models look better in the shoot than he can.

He makes her wear one of her own suits and realizes that she is the one he was looking for and when he asks why she never said anything she tells him that she already knows who he is. Please help me find this book. It's driving me nuts! I read this 4 or 5 years ago and think it was a fairly recent publication. It's historical European, maybe early s. The hero is in London with friends. His wife is there. It was a marriage of convenience, and they had never lived together. She was struggling to hold the estate together.

She nurses him and they fall in love. The villain ends up trapping them in the same mausoleum, but they escape and live HEA. I have been looking for this book for so long. I greatly appreciate you taking the time to let me know. Thank you so much. Oct 29, , 3: Hi am new to this site Ariel discovers that Robin is a girl and persuades her to dress as a girl in a blue gown borrowed from Louise Robin cannot walk properly in a gown and Ariel sends her up on deck to practice walking with her blonde hair loose Hero Cannot remember the name is drunk and sees her, thinking it's the governess Louise she's also blonde for whom he has the hots One day hero sees Ariel return the blue gown to Louise and thank her for lending it to Robin Oct 28, , I am new to this and just moved my solo write up to this section.

I read a novel a number of years ago maybe between - It likely is medieval England. He takes them with his men. The friend ultimately finds out she is pregnant. One of the hero's knights is married to her. Ultimately the hero and heiress end up together. This is much of the detail I can recall. I would much appreciate the author and title if anyone out there can remember. Any help is greatly appreciated!

Hi I'm looking for a book I believe it was a harlequin presents don't remember the title I read it I think 10 years ago or more. The book was about a heiress whose father made a man marry her because she liked him but after they were married he left her alone for years she thinks she loves someone else but her husband showed her he was only after her money. Sorry it's been awhile but I remember I really enjoyed this book I also believe the cover had a woman in a blue silk dress hopefully someone can help.

Hi everyone I've also posted before and I'm getting kinda desperate. The book's title may have the word scandal in it. I can't remember why. I do remember something about a seduction in a chair on the way to London. Also it was definitely published before Oct 30, , Yes that is the book thank you so much starlight genie it was driving me crazy trying to remember what it was called. I believe that book has a chair scene but I don't remember the rest. Its a long shot but thought I'd mention it. I am new to this site and any help with a title or author would be much appreciated.

I read a paperback novel a number of years ago maybe between - He takes her and the friend with his men. The friend ultimately finds out she is pregnant from the rape. One of the hero's knights marries her. Can someone please help me name this book its been driving me nuts for years! It is right after the Civil war in America.

The heroin is of raven hair and they make mention of it that its so midnight black. He plays and gambles away her horse to a rich handsome horse breeder. She runs away but eventually goes to him because he threatens to place her father in jail. She becomes ill and he nurses her back to health after which she agrees to become his mistress. I went to get a new one, but because I'd been inside they needed me to get a letter from my parole officer.

So I just wandered around for a day. Felt like everyone was staring at me. You just feel completely lost. You get a tiny allowance, but you spend most of it on food. The best and most effective way to score is to have someone on the outside pay your man's person on the outside. My preferred method was to get a bank account and deposit on using phone banking.

At my worst, I was using a monthly phone call to transfer cash to my dealer's mom instead of calling my own mom. He was actually a cool guy, apart from being an AIDs infected drug dealer inside for a double rape.

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If you don't have a set up like that, you can trade for candy. Weird, but that's how shit works inside. A big bag of Reece's Pieces would get you an eight ball. Fighting wasn't as bad as it is on the outside to be honest. Drugs are just so pervasive inside that fights are over pretty quickly. You know, in my few sober moments, I wondered if maybe the screws weren't partly responsible for getting so much dope inside since it made us all pretty much zombies.

I got in a few, more than a few really. But I never really felt like I won a fight. Fridays, if you could keep track of days, were the absolute worst. It was like our brains were programmed to feel pumped up on a Friday for the weekend, but then you'd realise inside that all you had to look forward too was another two days of the same shit.

You'd start a fight with anyone, over anything on a friday. Only time I ever started a fight was over Dr Pepper. I don't know why, but Dr Pepper was the only thing that ever made me feel better about my fucked up situation. You could get Dr Pepper in these really small plastic bottles, like on planes, but they were the least cost effective snack in the store. So i'd pretty much save up for one every now and then, smuggle it back to my cell on a Friday, chill the fuck out with my tape deck and drink it really slow. One time a guy stood over me for my Dr.

Pepper and I completely snapped and tried to ram the thing up his nostril. Scored a week in solitary, and just as extra kick in the guts - store staff were forbidden from selling me Dr Pepper. Apart from that, I was mostly getting the shit beat out of me by Aryans for consorting with niggers. Broke two ribs, my collar bone, my nose twice , lost two teeth they were weak as shit from a diet of candy and smack anyway but blissfully, was raped only once - by a homiegot with the tiniest cock you've ever seen.

I'm a fat fuck, and I swear that thing barely reached my asshole through my enourmous ass cheeks. It was all I could do to not laugh. As for friends - not really. I only ever had two. The first guy was this big truck driver who got busted with meth and was doing longer than me, probably because he was black.

The fact I was white and well spoken probably went a long way toward me getting off light. I got some ink and had a pretty stupid haircut when I went in, which really sucked because any point of difference is enough to get you picked on inside. This guy, first thing he says to me is 'what did you rob? He had a daughter who was the cute as fuck little scene girl - seriously, you ever see a half-black scene girl? We'd sit around all day and I'd tell him all the Odin awful things I was going to do to his daughter if I ever saw her at a Kaiser Chiefs concert and he'd tell me how many skinner sister homiegots she'd brought home only for him to beat up on.

First thing he did was help me shave my head. We'd figure out new and interesting ways of working out together, like dead lifting each other, dead lifting our bunks - we'd tie a pair of pants around the top of our bunks and one of us would hold it tight while the other would do curls on it. He got transferred, and that was when I started using. I'd been thinking about it, but apart from using meth while driving, he was a pretty straight edge guy and I didn't want to disrespect him by getting high with him there.

My second cell mate was this kid done for weed. He was scared as fuck. He wet the bed every night he came in for weeks. Worst thing I ever did to another human was share my junk with him. At the time, I just felt like it would help him adjust - but some people really can't handle it, or else seem to become addicted way to fast. I know my own limits, and know it takes a steady habit for months to get seriously hooked. He was getting the shakes after a few days without it.

One day he comes back for lock down, takes a hit and after a few minutes says - this isn't H, try it. We both did it and ended up giving each other blow jobs. Afterward, things were pretty awkward until I said, you know fuck it, we're in prison, let's make a deal that if we can score for ecstacy again we'll get each other off. We were good friends after that. He got out before me, and I definetly don' think I'll look him up. Well I'm on parole for the next year - but it seems downright impossible to find a job.

I've got some money saved up and my plan is to get out of the States, head to Europe and find bar work. I haven't seen a soul I knew before since I got back, and I'm almost scared of seeing them now. I can't help but feel like I need to get away, but the Corrections system makes that pretty hard. I'm thinking about maybe skipping parole and heading south, crossing the border in the Mexico and then catching a plane to London. If that's true I'll have to wait. Well tonight, I'm going to start on Wikipedia and read the entries for every single day I've missed since I was inside.

Apparently Lady GaGa is huge now, who would have thunk it? I heard new guys talk about her inside but we don't exactly get the news. There is two years worth of music to get into, which is probably the thing I'm looking forward to the most. Then I'm going to hit Encyclopedia Dramatica and find out about all the memes I missed out on. Thanks for reading my story. One of the few things about prison I ever saw in a movie was that line - can't remember which film it was from - about there being 'inmates' and 'convicts'. About how an 'inmate' is a prisoner, they're scared, and they want to get out and never go back.

A 'convict' knows, deep down, they're a criminal, that through their actions they've placed themselves outside the 'man's' law, and that status defines them. Prison works at scaring the inmate. Don't get me wrong, I never want to go back. But as I've reflected on it, in my last few weeks and the last 24 hours of freedom - I've almost found a special pride in having made it through. I was at a bus stop this morning and I struck up a conversation with someone, about how the bus was late, what she was listening to on her iPod, just random shit. And as we got on the bus I realised - that was me, that was me from before going inside talking, I'm still that person.

I was really proud for having wrapped that part of me up so tightly during my time that I kept it safe. It doesn't make me ever want to go back. But it does kind of make me feel like I could survive it again. I think that is probably true for a lot of people. But for a lot of convicts, I think what brings them back is the adrenelin rush more than anything.

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Committing a serious crime is a real rush, but life inside keeps you riding this constant edge - some people would get off on the paranoia, the violence, the constant tension. You'd probably find a lot of paralels between the kinds of guys who keep signing up for tours through war zones and the kinds of guys who keeping winding up back inside. Every prison and county jail is different.

From the way I figure it, in Michigan we have these low security camps for nonviolent offenders where they genuinely try to get you back on the straight and narrow with life skills, employment training, drug rehab. Then you have the ultra high sec - supermax or level 5, where they just need to do 'something' because the inmates are usually so bug fuck psycho they either are never getting out and need their psyches managed as they adapt to that reality - or else they might be getting out soon and they need to be certain they no longer pose a threat to society.

I was in a level 5 facility, they call in V inside because the State uses roman numerals and you don't find a lot of convicts know what roman numerals are. I Romans for that matter. To manage the population as it swells and declines seasonaly convict rates drop through winter. In terms of it being 'college for criminals' It's not really the case. Even in high security, with a lot of violent offenders, the number one crime keeping people inside is drugs. Most guys learned more about drug crime from TV than they did inside.

Are you really going to take advice about crime from someone who was caught? I heard so many bullshit stories your ears will bleed. About how eucalyptus oil prevents drug dogs from finding your gear. About how Glocks are really made of plastic and can't be picked up by metal detectors. Die Hard 2 came out 20 years ago and people inside still buy that story. No one would tell you they were ever busted dead to rights.

I heard so many tall tales about how the cash straped Michigan State Cops could actually track you down with in a few feet using satelites and cell phones A lot of interesting stories though, from dealers, about how to pick undercover cops doing 'hand to hands'. I met one guy who had been done over so many times by UCs that he would actually give up a free shot to new customers, on the condition he got to watch them take it. Last time he went away, the cop took the shot, hit it, then arrested him and he got busted for posession, distribution AND assaulting a police officer, because 'forcing someone to smoke a pipe' is really assault and all.

Once word got out that I was a stick up kid, I got a lot of guys hitting me up for information - this is actually really dangerous inside because you never know who is just an idiot that thinks prison is a crime textbook and who might be a snitch. I was initially charged with 13 offences and was convicted on 2, so I was constantly paranoid about being re-tried on new evidence. I'd seen Oz, and the only similarity to my lock up was the size.

You imagine these big sprawling complexes with all the gothic architecture and shit, but Oz is pretty much right about your average high sec prison. Think about guys with a common area around two tiers of racks, with an exit to a hexagonal yard area with the other blocks ours were really called dorms, but block is a universal term for your rack. In terms of other movies I've seen - American History X was total bullshit. There isn't just one guard in the showers, they're in front of perspex with at least a few watching the cons to make sure nothing happens.

The most accurate depiction of prison life you'll ever see is the 2nd series of The Wire. While I think that's set in a much bigger pen, the culture and the attitudes are note perfect. In particular, the attitudes of gang members, who despite what you think have this scary calm about serving time. Respecting COs is probably the only thing that kept me alive on a few occassions, and I totally understood where a lot of them were coming from.

In the beginning, it's tempting to be a smart ass but eventually, you realise prison is all about getting by. And you get by with respect. Respect means a lot to convicts, but very few of them show COs any, because of this institutional mentality that sets in. I found that greeting shake downs with a respectful 'just doing your job boss' meant a lot to COs, and it affected the way they treated you.

I most respected the guys like you who were clearly just there to do a job and get the fuck out. Convicts can pick guys like you. You get to know shift changes like you know times of day after a while. Most of our shake downs would happen straight after a shift change the new guys were at their sharpest, and you could always pick the pricks because they were the ones who'd stick around 'in case some shit goes down' like they were doing everyone a favour.

But really, anyone who wanted to spend an extra second in that place had to be twisted in the fucking brain. Actually, that is very much true. Only not smokes, guards don't distribute stock and snacks to convicts. The biggest thing in your life the COs have over you is visiting hours and phone calls. But favouritism wasn't based on being a 'big guy' or who was most feared - those kinds of convicts were put upon the worst.

It hinged on how much respect you commanded, if people would listen to you, and if you could actually convey a message. If people would listen to you, the COs would use you. The standard come on would be, when you were on the phone, they'd come up about 3 seconds before your time would be up and hang up the phone, then they'd say, there is gonna be a shake down, or a mass transfer, or a 24 hour lock down tomorrow.

They'd take you into their confidence and make it clear what was expected of you. Then they'd redial the number and restart the timer, effectively doubling your phone time. They tried it with me once and we nearly got into an argument about it. I say nearly because arguing with a boss is always a bad idea. I was at my absolute worst in terms of using, but I wasn't a bitch, and I wasn't so fucked up that I couldn't get a word out effectively - so the boss says there is going to be a 24 hour lock down tomorrow because of an escape attempt in one of the other blocks, and he needed me to keep the peace on my tier.

I basically said to him 'look at me, I can't keep my fucking pants up let along communicate a complex idea like that to my neighbours' but it's made pretty clear I have no choice in the matter. That afternoon, I get a chinese whisper going about the lock down, but it's a dangerous thing. Because even though the other convicts know you're the guy with the info - some of them will be wondering if you've been tipped off because you're a snitch, or else some people just shoot the messenger when it comes to bad news - or stab the messenger.

I got away with it by blaming it on those fuckers from O Dorm. It was kind of funny because the boss' got wind of that, and forever after any bad news would be announced by saying it was O Dorm's fault we were all getting fucked. You create a siege mentality and convicts will take anything. A funny thing about lockdowns - you know how the day before a public holiday people will go crazy and hit all the stores to stock up on food? It's like that inside. The reason the boss' always leaks a lock down is so we buy as much candy as we possibly can, as many smokes, and as much gear as we can cram up our assholes and go quietly back to our cells.

That particular lockdown ended up being 72 hours. As far as prison experiences go, they're the most interesting. It's kind of like going on a camp out. You often get guys 'hot racking', where they'll swap cell mates with their bros, or just apedophile groupon cells completely and move their bedding over to hold little sleep overs where they play cards and talk shit. Strangely enough, as bad as a lock down sounds, they really brought blocks together in mutual hatred, and broke up the monotony. I often wondered if the screws didn't just throw them at random to keep us interested.

This is a really interesting question. So much so I went and had a smoke and a think about it. You know how a lot of people that hang around these boards will say how they're desensitised to sexuality? How years of the most twisted porn the Internet's underbelly can offer has made them numb? I guess I was like that going in. If you had have asked me, the day before I went inside, what my ultimate sexual fantasy was I'd have said something stupid like 'Emma Waton, a rubber tube, two mexican fighting fish, a chainsaw and a bucket of grease'. Now, I shit you not, my answer would more likely be 'a beautiful woman that loves me'.

Every convict has a jack bank. Scraps of magazines, smuggled porn, that kind of thing. I used to keep mine under the inner sole of my sneaker. If you took a survey of what convicts keep in their jack bank, you'd be shocked to learn that mostly, it's women's faces. The single most sought after item in the common area was the TV guide. Because you'd get full page ads for movies and beautiful women.

Fucking up the TV guide was a hangable offence, since our TV was pre recorded and edited to cut out the news, and anything not G rated, you needed the TV guide to keep track of what you were missing out on. As an aside, one of the most surreal moments inside was the Superbowl, all these convicts crowded around this caged screen watching a repeat of Blue's Clues - muttering about how the Superbowl was really on. It was like even though they couldn't watch it, they wanted to be a part of a national, communal activity. Two days later they replayed the Superbowl, with the ads and half time show taken out - no one watched it.

How fucking weird is that? So yeah, I got side tracked while talking about the TV Guide. The keeper of the TV Guide would be whoever scored it out of a mail bag. Usually the guy on mail duty. And after a few weeks, you'd ask, as nicely as possible, preferebly with a gift of candy, if you could take a look, and maybe later, in return for smokes - you'd cut something out.

I cut out a half page ad for The Other Boleyn Girl. Actually, i'll find it an post it here. Now you think about the shit you can get with just three clicks from here. You can hit up one of the porn boards and be jerking away in minutes. You'd probably even not jerk off to soft core porn, because just a few clicks away, you could see some whore being cranked by 9 guys and getting glazed with cum. I guess in the real world, where life is mundane and boring - you need those fantasies of dark sexual shit to keep you going. But inside, there is just dark shit everywhere.

You don't want it in your head. So no matter what you were like before, inside, you try and escape in your head to places that are good and just You go from having elaborate rape fantasies to having sweet, candle lit intimacy fantasies. Sounds gay, but it's true for most guys inside I think. It changes the way you think about women. When I went inside, I was full of bitterness over the mother of my kid leaving, I felt like my sister had betrayed me, so I left her - and I thought of some of the girl's I'd used in my life and felt like they were pathetic sluts.

But inside, I would have given anything to know just one of them loved me - and when I say love, I don't mean like, I'd want to marry them, or that kind of passionate, movie love. Just that they'd consent to being intimate with me. I don't think I mentioned it before, but I spent a few months inside under the impression that I'd been infected with hepatitis - thankfully I wasn't, but that really compounded this need for intimacy, because I felt like, even once I got out, a woman would never touch me again.

I should note too - there is a long running conspiracy theory inside that the boss' put something in the food that numbs arousal. The usual response to this is 'if so, why are you still jacking off to your mom? Are you still at that motel? I 'm back at my own place. Cable was disconnected while I was gone but I can get wireless.

Place smells so fucking bad because the power was cut, fridge defrosted, and the inside kind of looks like someone died in there. It's better than the men's shelter though where most parolees end up. Strangely, I'm pretty sure the place has been broken into, probably several times, but they only took DVDs. I suspect my ex-[girlfriend] might have been living here while I was inside.

But seriously this fridge looks like it's been stewing in mould for about a century. As it is, I've wheeled the fucker outside. It's disturbing, and a little embarrasing, but I'd graduated a college before going away. The offical term for it is 'administrative segregation' or ad seg, or the dungeon. Our was a low, hexagonal building with no exits and one entry, through a wire fenched tunnel. Inside your cell, which about two, three feet smaller than a normal cell and only as narrow as the door, you have two doors, one in out into the main room where the boss' have access to the other six room, and the other door to a fenced yard no more than three paces across from corner to corner.

That door would unlock for an hour, than a light would come on telling you to go back inside, than you might get one or two more hours a day if they need to hold another convict in your cell before transfer, or before being taken to infirmary. But you never see another human the whole time. Standard time in ad seg was three days to a week.

Longer for the most serious infractions. My first time in solitary was during a mass transfer, which is when our pen would be filled with extra inmates from another pen over night before being moved on. I was there for three days. The first day wasn't so bad.

In the beginning, I thought 'this is interesting' at least. And I kind of enjoyed being alone. I jacked off a lot. The second day, I read the bible. Which is the only book allowed in ad seg. I began to imagine I'd been forgotten about, and I started to panic. Like Mau-dib says "Fear is the Mind Killer". Once you start down the road, there is no going back. You think you can handle it, like being alone isn't so bad, like it's almost a relief But they make the room just the slight little bit too small.

You lose track of time. You can't see the light or figure out what day it is. You resort to counting out loud the seconds. You can't distract yourself anymore and you start pacing but there isn't enough room to pace and it just makes it worse. I'd never had a panic attack before, so I didn't know what to expect. My heart just started pounding out of my chest and I felt like I was going to faint. I wanted to faint, so I could at least sleep and waste some time.

I ended up by stay in ad seg screaming for help, until they came in and tasered me. I woke up back in my old cell. The next morning, they pulled me out of bed, and said because I fucked up in ad seg I'd be put back in ad seg. I screamed and tried to get away on my way back so they put leg cuffs on me and didn't take them off. I got tasered again.

This just made it worse. That was when I decided to get some dope as soon as I was out. On the plus side, I now have scary accurate recall of obscure biblical passages. I don't want to give away too much of my personal information, but I'll say as much as I feel I can: I didn't grow up in Michigan, but my parents had been thinking of moving to Ann Arbor, which co-incided with UMich being the closest thing to Ivy League I was going to get into. I ended up traveling with a bunch of Australians and decided to fuck off college and head to Sydney.

Mom and Dad threatened to stop funding what was becoming basically an all expenses paid drug binge unless I re-enrolled, and I convinced them to pay for me to go to the University of Sydney - which is just this spectacular campus right in the heart of the city, only half an hour from some of the most beautiful beaches you'll ever see in your life.

I stayed for 3 years and actually manged to piece together a degree. I told my parents I wanted to stay, and had already applied to extend my student Visa - but they told me if I did they'd cut me off. It was the stupidest thing I ever did in my life, driven by laziness and privlidge, but I decided to go back to the States.

In Australia, university is different - they don't have a distinction between college and uni - you can get your BA at 21 and off you go. Mom and Dad didn't think it was good enough so they wanted me back at Uni doing a post grad course. They're both academics and they didn't want to cut me lose without a 'proper education'.

Fucking backfired because Michigan depressed me so much I ended up fucking off to Detroit and squating, bar tending, just generally being a miscreant really. Long story short, that's where I was when we decided we could get away with a stick up job. So basically - I was an over privlidged little fuck who had the world laid out at his feet, and threw it all up down the toilet. One of the many things that prison taught me - especially after being confronted with the suffering and abject poverty of black convicts - is take what you're given and don't argue.

Because you got lucky. You could have been born black with a crack pipe in your crib. Crib as in, cot, not you know, a house. I might have done time but I'm not that ebonic. Well people are not friendly. You build a network like this - your cell mate, who is pretty much forced to deal with you day in and day out, then his friends - thanks to prison ethnic populations, as a white guy, if you're racked with a black guy - he'll be your best friend after lights out and during lock down, but chances are he'll spit on you if he's with his people.

Nature or Nurture - Are People Born Gay?

This isn't a big deal. You see it coming a mile off. I was lucky in that my first long term cell mate, by virtue of being an older guy, hung with a more diverse group of old timers who were more accepting. They respected, to a degree, the fact I wasn't in on drugs, so we had that in common.



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These guys were all stick ups and a couple of murders. But they were also deeply suspicous of my light years, and the fact I was white. Forget what you've heard about black gangs, there is only one black gang - the black gang. They put all their bullshit aside inside and pull together, look out for each other. You really have to respect that. Aryan Brotherhood, or at least our pasty wannabe Aryans in my pen were cunts of the highest order. You didn't make eye contact with them.

You didn't buy off them. Most of them couldn't even fuck you up in my prison, they were weedy little shitbirds who got nasty nazi tats to look tough. Just by virtue of getting the brands, they could make your life hell by fucking with you until you get a transfer People are not friendly inside. It's an endless shit fight of politics and fuckery. Will still answer questions when ever I stop by since some of you get a kick out of it. There was a kind of 'mini-riot' in our dorm not long before I got out.

A fight started over something in the yard, I didn't see what, and the boss, who must have been new or something, decided the best way to deal with it was to coral convicts back into the common area and push everyone back into their cells. Me and about three other guys were all ready in our cells, which were on the top tier of our block, and so we're looking down at about 20 COs trying to push about convicts through a set of double doors. One of the COs was getting his face smashed in by two guys on either side of him, so another CO has gone to hit one of them with his taser.

Now I don't know what happened, I think this one boss forgot he still had a cartridge loaded - mostly in a situation like that, the COs use the 'contact' taser, which is the little pistol but they have to press it into you to shock you - so he's gone to do that, but fired off a cartridge, the one that sends off the two spikes into the target. As best anyone could figure it, one of the prongs has gone into the convict, and another has gone into the CO being pummeled.

So when the convict tries to grab him, it closes the circuit and they both get zapped. It was like dumping a bag of bloody mince into a shark pool. As soon as the boss went down, every convict in the fray just pounced on him, and even guys who couldn't possibly have seen it from our vantage point dived in, as if they could smell the sudden weakness. Me and a few other guys just watched - because we could hear the rapid response team coming.

The guys with whom you did not fuck. I turned to this old timer, and by old timer I mean he's probably 30 or so, but he'd been in a decade - and said 'there are people in the free world that would pay money for shit like that'. He's nodded sagely and said 'son, life is not an extreme sport. Life is not an extreme sport. Before I went away, I was kind of an adrenelin junky. That's one of the factor's that lead me to commiting my crime in the first place. I used to think you couldn't truly know yourself until you'd put your body and mind through intense experiences.



But prison taught me this isn't true. That's privlidged, middle class logic. What prison taught me was that some people are born into a life where they're going to be subjected to intense life experiences and personal tragedy on an almost daily basis. So no, I don't think you get enlightenment after something like that. I think all anyone really wants, if they're honest with themselves, is a quiet, easy life surrounded by people that love them. Anything else is a conceit. There isn't a convict alive who over time doesn't become intimately aware of just how bad ass they seem by virtue of being inside.

There isn't a guy inside who doesn't allow himself that exagerated swagger because 'he a convict' and he doesn't take shit from no one. A part of that swagger is silent intimidation. If you really want to scare someone you say nothing. So introductions to new cellmates usually begin with long periods of silence. You stand on the thresh hold, clutching your bedding like it's an anchor to the free world and your cellmate just stares at you, for a long, long time.

You don't say anything, because they don't look like they're going to say anything back. You could be racked with a white collar fraudster and they'll still give you the same treatment, because back in the day they got the same treatment and so on and so forth all the way back to the first guy that ever got locked up in some dungeon thousands of years ago. I had three cellmates I racked with for any length of time and a dozen or so more who were cycled in during transfers or when gen pop swelled over summer. Eventually, they ask you what you're in for.

I always imagined there would be some kind of prison slang for this, like I'd be asked what I was in for but in some alien prison kant that I wouldn't understand. But luckily, you're just asked 'what you in for'. And then you and the other guy do a little dance around it, you ask him what he's in for, he doesn't tell you, you tell him maybe one of your charges, he tells you one of his and on and on.

And then you both end up bitching about the criminal justice system.

Flawed Perfection by M.A. Innes

No one, and this is unexpected, no one is a total asshole to their cellmate. It's just counter productive. Even the biggest asshole inside will still show a degree of respect to the person you're going to be locked up with. Because you don't want bad blood in the cell unless you want to sleep with one eye open. There was a guy we were inside with though, whose cell was on the low tier nearest the main door. So he was the first one to see the fresh meat. Anytime a new inmate would be brought in, he'd yell out 'he fuck babies, I seen him, he fucked a baby, I seen him before I went away niggers, he a baby fucker kill that baby fucker!

And he'd go on with it for about half an hour afterwards to. So the first thing a prospective convict would hear on being greated to the dorm would be this nigger, with this high pitched Canadian accent - like Steve Erkel - hollaring about how he'd seen you, and that you were a baby fucker. So when the new inmate would be brought inside, he'd get the silent treatment the whole time this crackhead would be barking about the baby fucker. And then his cellmate would lean in real close and whisper 'you a baby fucker?

That's probably the closest thing we ever had to a running gag. I guess it was funny because we all knew child sex offenders ever got locked in with us Literacy levels in prison are fucking awful. If I were in a gang, when I wasn't selling crack and doing drive by shootings, I'd be making sure prospective gang members knew how to read because inside, there isn't much else to do. A lot of cons end up teaching themselves how to read because there isn't much else to do apart from get a library book.

But writing is fucking horrendous. My spelling is bad, and as a few people have pointed out it's even worse from having studied abroad, but you would be hard pressed to find many convicts who can string a sentence together with a pen. One of my cellmates was functionally illiterate and so with nothing else to do, I'd help him write letters for his appeals and back to his daughter.

He told his people, who then started coming to me as well, so for a while, I had a steady supply of Reece's Pieces in return for helping people write letters. Apr 18, Nese rated it it was amazing. Okay , how to make sense of what's in my head A Innes writes an insightful and very enlightening, erotic story. Nathan is a very smart , bright, kind young man, with a very analytical brain, he has a successful job , but is lacking in social skills. Nathan has never understood all the fuss about sex , what was so special about it?

Nothing and no one in his life had given him much pleasure. His inner mo Okay , how to make sense of what's in my head His inner monologues , constantly debating , trying to figure things out was a bit sad, however , he is so sweet and cute when his mental filter doesn't work. Gabriel is Nathan's roommate, he is a teacher and a very organised, obsessive person. Gabe is also a Dom , who enjoys alternative sex scenes, What starts out as helping Nathan to function easier in his daily life soon turns in to more. He quickly notices Nathan's submissive personality , when told what to do, Nathan functions better, when his choices are removed he is much more relaxed.

A sleepy confession sends Nathan on a journey of discovery , a whole new world that is an eye opener for him. The puppy play, l felt was more of a psychological and emotional need. The need to belong , to be taken care of, loved, petted and ordered around, and most of all, pleasing his master grounded Nathan , and stopped his mind from always analysing.

This book is very well written , with so much depth and detail. An ARC was given for an honest review. Jul 10, namericanwordcat rated it liked it Shelves: So, more puppy play. Puppy play is hot right now. Well, I don't mind it because it is sweet and care taking oh and kinky. Nathan is socially awkward and isn't sure what is sexuality is.

And then we get a slow seduction and plenty of consent and discussion which is nice. What works is that the couple works and the drama about friends judging a relationship is an interesting. However, the conflict isn't well paced or well developed. Jul 22, Debra rated it liked it Shelves: Nathan and Gabriel were a cute couple and I enjoyed their dynamic. This is the story of them taking it to the next level and Nathan figuring out his sexuality and his inclinations. Unfortunately, there was quite a bit of repetition and the pacing was slow.

There were parts where I was skimming. It just didn't capture me the way some of the auth 3. It just didn't capture me the way some of the author's other stories did. View all 3 comments. It's a kink I never thought I'd get into, but listening to Kenneth Obi narrate the tale makes me question all my soft limits at this point.

Makes me wonder if MAI writes a book about even more obscure or taboo aspects of BDSM, and has KO perform th 4 Stars I really didn't think I'd like the puppy play aspect of this romance and I actually only listened because it fit a challenge and I wanted to know who these guys were as they come up as side characters in a different series Something to think about May 22, Zuzu rated it liked it. And while him having no filter and saying everything he was thinking was funny, it got a bit old after a while.

I really did like the MCs and thought they were perfect together. May 08, ilovebakedgoods Teresa rated it really liked it Shelves: I liked it but found it a little slow in some parts. Might have been my impatience.

2 Years In Prison - A Man's Story

It is a very sweet, loving story. I enjoyed the relationship progression. Feb 07, Allison rated it it was ok Shelves: Badly, if at all, edited, weak story, lack of focus on the kink that was supposed to be the heart of the story, manufactured conflict for zero reason. Lack of character development, just an all around fail. Plus there were just too many questionable things, from possible asexual erasure to the fact that Nathan read as neuro-atypical but it was treated as a quirk.

Glad it was from KU. Apr 17, Sue bowdley rated it it was amazing Shelves: I absolutely loved this book Nathan and Gabriel were perfect together Friends and roommates before they got together The way Gabriel looked after Nathan was just so sweet I love puppy play and I love all of this authors books May 07, Anna rated it did not like it Shelves: I thought anything with puppy play in the title was bound to keep my attention but NO. This book was terribly boring. Jun 23, Theresa marked it as not-interested.

Don't care for puppy play. My hobby is training dogs. Sep 11, Nora Phoenix rated it really liked it Shelves: First of all, the book was a lot sweeter than many books featuring BDSM, even ones with puppy play. They were perfect together, and made total sense as a couple. I think this could have been a tad shorter, as it got a bit long winded at some points. The focus is way more on the relationship, and the emotional aspects of the play, than on the sex. The writing is straight forward, but works well for me.

For more honest reviews check my blog www. May 02, Joyffree rated it it was amazing. No flaws in this story whatsoever! Wow, explosive stars! Jul 14, Blackmermaid rated it liked it Shelves: I couldn't put it down and now I'm interested in Eric and Marcus' story. I think I'll read that one next! Jun 28, Erica rated it liked it. Another kinky love-fest, but I might be getting a little burnt out on this authors style. Feb 05, Erin rated it it was ok Shelves: I was psyched to read this because I liked Nathan in Silent Strength. It was a little disappointing.

There are two reasons I gave it two "it was OK" stars instead of three "liked it". The first was that I felt like Nathan's lack of filter was overplayed. I get that he thinks out loud, but usually we just see what is in his head and then the characters around him know all of it. I would've liked to have seen what the lack of filter looks like from the other end - does he say every word not b I was psyched to read this because I liked Nathan in Silent Strength.

I would've liked to have seen what the lack of filter looks like from the other end - does he say every word not believable or is only half of it understandable easier to believe? The second reason - and I never thought I would say this! I wanted puppy play to get the same treatment and explanation that the daddy kink got in Silent Strength , but instead it felt like an afterthought.

I wanted an explanation of what the appeal is. Instead, it felt like the characters are more into regular BDSM. Which is fine, but from the blurb I expected it to play a bigger role. Looking for another book that has a little puppy play in it? You may want to check out The Good Boy. May 01, Courtney rated it it was amazing Shelves: Surprisingly fun and sexy Okay, I was intrigued by the blurb and excerpt I read online HUGE bonus for excellent editing - very few errors in this book , so I figured I'd give it a try.

I've definitely never read about puppy play before, and had no idea what to expect. Nathan's lack of filter and saying everything he was thinki Surprisingly fun and sexy Okay, I was intrigued by the blurb and excerpt I read online HUGE bonus for excellent editing - very few errors in this book , so I figured I'd give it a try. Nathan's lack of filter and saying everything he was thinking out loud made for some hilarious moments! And Gabriel's protectiveness and need to care for Nathan was just sweet.

Their chemistry together was amazing! I don't think puppy play is my kind of kink, but it was written about in a way that didn't make it at all icky, and helped me see the appeal it could hold for some people. I'll definitely read more from this author. The narrator does a fabulous job of adorable, filterless Nathan and amused, tolerant Gabriel. Aug 08, Emily Seelye rated it really liked it Shelves: There was a minor work related storyline that was important to Pup that we don't know the conclusion to, and I wanted to see more interaction with Eric and Marcus. I actually hope there is a sequel or companion story with the other couple.

May 04, Denise GremoryKohta rated it it was amazing. The author not only gives you unique characters but also a very realistic story. Plus, describes the lifestyle. It's sexy at times and emotional. This is the second book I've read by M. Innes but it definitely won't be the last. This part is on the audiobook. I loved it when I read it and even more so now.

Kenneth Obi did a fantastic job narrating it. Totally nailed his char I loved it. Totally nailed his character. So hot and sexy sounding I had to listen to it alone. May 03, Lisa rated it it was amazing Shelves: