Terrance lost his job. He was escorted out of the building by a security guard, so he couldn't take the jump drive from his desk drawer. On it was an AI-generated image of his supervisor. She was much older than he was, but he used her, abused her, and made her scream. She shows up at his apartment and asks him if he can do it for real. He did every naughty, kinky thing he could think of, even using power tools, and she begged for more. All the characters are over the age of 18, none are related, and all sex is consensual.

After serving in the Army, I earned a B.A. Degree. I've worked many different jobs: Security Guard, Printing Press Operator, and Loan Processor. I know write full time mostly erotic fiction also science fiction. Sometimes I combine the two. I live and write in Phoenix, Arizona.