Dark Desires

By Mike O'Connor

Loretta'a views on race relations are rather old-fashioned, so being introduced to her daughter's black boyfriend is not exactly a pleasant surprise. When the pair are left alone, Loretta's prejudices soon surface. But, far from being intimidated, Jefferson takes this racist MILF firmly in hand and treats her to a rough taste of what she really craves. Kate and her mom also have another dark secret that they do not even realize they share.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mike O'Connor
• Release date: Mar 12, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310734939

Mike O'Connor

Mike O’Connor is a powerful and engaging storyteller who performs at many events across the country. An important researcher into Cornish music and folklore, he has been awarded the OBE and made a bard of the Gorsedh of Kernow.

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DARK DESIRES

Copyright © 2015 by Mike O'Connor

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Loretta studied herself in her full length closet mirror. She hadn't dressed for a man for a long time and, strictly speaking, she wasn't dressing for one now. But her daughter's latest boyfriend sounded worthy of a cream Prada trouser suit. Loretta undid another button of her pink silk blouse, adjusted her breasts to show just a little more cleavage, then ran her fingers through her short, platinum blonde hair. She was aiming for MILF effect, but she didn't want to overdo it.

She had never met Jefferson. All she knew about him was what Kate had told her over the phone. His father was the CEO of a multinational food company, his mother was a corporate lawyer and Jefferson – their only son – worked for the New York publishing company that published Kate's books. Loretta didn't approve of her daughter's chosen career as an author of erotic romance. As far as she was concerned, respectable ladies shouldn't write about sex. But, if such an activity resulted in her only daughter marrying into a rich family, Loretta was prepared to compromise on her lofty ideals.

Twenty minutes later, she and Kate were immersed in a Southern fire that refused to die. Jefferson was everything that Kate had promised. He was tall, well-dressed and well-spoken. The one detail she had failed to mention was that he was black.

Your grandfather would be turning in his grave, Loretta declared. How could you have brought that boy into this house?

That boy is twenty-five years old, Kate replied. And he ain’t ever picked no cotton in the fields, momma. Welcome to 2015.

Loretta laughed bitterly. "Yeah! Welcome to your great liberal melting pot. We’re all the same