This story is a continuation of the author’s previous story, Lust Boat. It is, in its own right, a beautiful stand alone story. – GM
Aldo looked at Goddess Marquesa’s sleeping form. She was as gorgeous as he remembered. The moonlight coming through her bedroom window revealed lines of age, or perhaps care, on her face. But no time or mood could detract from her beauty. Aldo could still feel the tingling on his cheek from the slap she gave him as the Federales dragged him off to prison. Even if she had not been his greatest enemy, she would be in all ways unforgettable. Read more…
Fletcher looked at the tape held in his hands, an old VHS cassette, marked: “Marquesa- Session 1.” Dr. Gomez, his supervisor, had expressly warned him that this material was off limits in general, much less to junior residents. Fletcher had only been working at the Kleinman Center for the Study of Human Sexuality for two weeks. He had learned of the existence of the tapes just three days ago. But since then the curiosity had been building inside him uncontrollably. 
