The Face in the Mirror

By Donald White

From the author of the international sensation "Lady Killer" comes "The Face in the Mirror": a short story of a ghostly seduction which drives a man to madness. David is a struggling writer, struggling to write erotica. But in the darkness of his room one night, a vision of beauty appears behind him in the mirror. Her name is Melanie and with her appearance comes a series of changes in David's life. But who is she? And why can she only be seen in the mirror? Is she a lover, or a dangerous apparition? Stare into the glass, and you will see the truth standing right behind you.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Donald White
• Release date: Dec 15, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301701940

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THE FACE IN THE MIRROR

Published by Donald White at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 Donald White

Cover Art by Agustin Loya

Sunlight glinted off the blue water, as Drake dipped his net into it. He bent over, sweat glistening on his skin. The man had a muscular physique, with dark hair and eyes. As he leaned down to skim the surface of the water, while gripping the long handle... Jenna let out a sigh. That pool boy is sooo handsome. She watched him from inside the house. The woman was small, with a soft, supple frame, and long blond hair.

He turned around, looking right at her.

Jenna's eyes went wide.

The pool boy smiled, beckoning her with a finger.

She felt moisture between her legs. Jenna stood up shakily, proceeding out to the patio, clad in only her nightshirt. Uh, hello?

Drake nodded at her. Good morning, ma'am. He gripped the handle tightly.

Jenna glided over to him. What was your name again?

He leaned back, still holding the long handle. Drake, ma'am. Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you.

Jenna giggled. It's quite all-right. I had to get up, anyway. She looked him over. It must get hot out here, Drake.

It does, ma'am.

She bent over, gripping her knees. Is there something I can get you… to help cool you off?

The man grinned. No, ma'am, I like it hot.

So do I, she smirked, patting him on the rear!

Drake just looked at her. Then, he nodded.

Jenna came up behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Isn't there anything better you can think of to do with your stick?