Katherine and Hilary – chapter 1

Introduction.

The stories I write are all set in an imaginary town called Taylorsville.
It’s a small town in Bucks County PA, and lies next to the Delaware, in-between Route 1 and I 95.
On the surface the citizens seem to be just like you and me, but if you look a bit closer then you will see that there is a lot more going on.

We all have our secrets, right? Sexual secrets that we want to keep hidden, deep down inside our souls. Everyone has those secrets, and some might call us perverted, freaks, or fetishists.
But aren’t we all like that?

What is the difference between a man who wants to be tied up while being spanked by a girl in black leather and a man who adores blondes?

What is the difference between a woman who makes love to her husband in expensive lingerie, and a woman who desires to be abused by her master?

I think there is no difference at all.
I always have been fascinated by “the perverted”, among us.
Why do some men like to see their wives have sex with other men?
Why are there woman who love to be totally humiliated? Why do people get off on pain?
Am I a pervert?

I love sex, I love to experiment and think that you need to try out as much as you can.
Of course I have my limits; kids, animals and incest for instance.
But those lines are thin (not when it comes to kids and animals though) and change through time.

Personally I don’t like to write about a father and his daughter. It is something that I never would do, but what if I happen to get a step-daughter that is already twenty years old?
Would I be tempted if it was the right kind of girl?

I like to explore that side of me in my stories.
I try to write as realistic as possible and that’s why I began to use real characters.