R+++ rated
Very explicit but it has not been written as a gratuitous sex novel
A very challenging book to read and not in any way for the faint hearted
It is an autobiography, not a novel. And none of what you experienced before will prepare you for this book.
Very explicit but it has not been written as a gratuitous sex novel
A very challenging book to read and not in any way for the faint hearted
It is an autobiography, not a novel. And none of what you experienced before will prepare you for this book.
This is a wonderfully entertaining, sometimes humorous, sometimes shocking, sometimes challenging, but always entertaining account of this man’s life. Many other men can only fantasize about what he has experienced. Could the variety and extent of his sexual world really belong to one man? How did he keep this side of his life secret? What triggerpoints in his life can explain his behaviour?
EXCERPT: I asked him whether anyone ever got to this second test and ended up with a negative result. “Sure, it happens,” he said. “But not often,” he added quickly. He was an older cop and seemed like a nice guy, and I don’t think he wanted me getting my hopes up.
So for fifteen minutes I prayed. I prayed to God or whoever runs the show, begging for the result to come back negative. Losing my driver’s licence would have a great impact on my job and my life. It wasn’t something I would look forward to trying to explain at all, but I knew I would be able to come up with something if I had to. I am a very good liar but I didn’t want to go through that. Every day, everything I did was a lie, and I was already telling too many. So I prayed, and promised on my soul’s very existence that if I got out of this, I would get in my car, drive home, and never do anything like this again. I would give up the trannies, the mistresses, the beautiful girls they call prostitutes; I’d give up the whole lot. The focus and intensity of my prayers was all-consuming. I felt it through every fibre of my being as I begged the heavens for just this one favour.
The officer returned from the other room and gave me the good news. The result had come back negative and I was free to go. The old cop on the front desk was surprised, but I could feel he was happy for me. We had got on well in our time-killing chat while I waited. They returned my car keys to me and I left. I walked back to my car, with relief flooding my body, and rang the tranny girl I had been on my way to see.
“Hi, it’s Josef,” I told her when she answered, “I had a bit of trouble. I’m running late but I’m still coming,” I blurted out. “I’m probably about twenty minutes away. Is it still okay to come and see you?” I asked anxiously. “Of course,” she replied, “That’s fine. I’ll see you when you get here.”
This all happened without a second thought about God, or the Divine, and without a moment of hesitation or remorse. Even before I got back to my car I had thrown my prayers into the gutter, and was ready to drive over to see her. When I got to her apartment I knocked and she let me in. “Hello,” she said, greeting me warmly as she stepped out from behind the door and closed it behind me. She was wearing a sexy top and knickers, which was standard fare.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: The author is a man who has lived two lives; one ordinary and the other extraordinary. It has not been fabricated, exaggerated, or embellished in any way. It’s the raw truth and he is not really sure why he wrote it, but his therapist thought it was a good idea. Writing down his life’s story might simply be a part of the healing process, so he can finally move on with his life and live it like a normal person. It has been written in a way that tries to depict how the author felt at the time and how he feels now, and he can only use words or terms that make that possible.
Publisher: Fontaine Publishing
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: The author is a man who has lived two lives; one ordinary and the other extraordinary. It has not been fabricated, exaggerated, or embellished in any way. It’s the raw truth and he is not really sure why he wrote it, but his therapist thought it was a good idea. Writing down his life’s story might simply be a part of the healing process, so he can finally move on with his life and live it like a normal person. It has been written in a way that tries to depict how the author felt at the time and how he feels now, and he can only use words or terms that make that possible.
Publisher: Fontaine Publishing