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Satyrday Morning

The Satyr Saga

Owen Howard was an ordinary guy, working a job as a delivery man, trying to save up enough money to go back to community college and get his associates degree. But a chance encounter with a strange young woman late one night left him with a copper bracelet as a reward.


Now, all the women in Owen's life are treating him strangely. His mother seems to be coming on to him. His boss at work is noticing him for the first time in years. And something strange seems to be happening to his cock.


All in all, it promises to be one heck of a…Satyrday Morning.


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    “Let me take a look at you,” she said. She stood and took his face in her hands, fingers prodding the skin around the eye sockets and nose, testing for fluid. After she was done she stood still, hands cradling his face, thumbtips softly stroking the strong lines of his cheekbones.

    Beautiful, too. Why do some women insist that a man can't be lovely? With that dark hair and his brown eyes and his soft golden skin, he is as gorgeous as any man I've known.

    He's not a loser, Anaya. He's a winner. He held his family together, takes care of his mother, and is fighting to make a future for himself. You should admire him.

    I do. I honestly do. Is it possible to fall in love and not even know it?

    “I can't see any difference,” she said, voice slightly hoarse. “What makes you think you're having a reaction?”

    Owen blushed and closed his eyes. “It wasn't my face. There are other...areas that are effected when I have a reaction.”

    “Really?” she asked, edging closer. Her mouth quirked in tiny smile. “What area would that be?” Inside her black lace bra her nipples crinkled, surging erect. Her lips parted in a breathless moan. She closed the last few inches between them, their thighs brushing together, her breasts touching his chest.

    He looked down at her and met her eyes firmly. “My dick,” he said, and lowered his mouth to hers.


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Satyrday Afternoon

Owen Howard has had an interesting morning. After years of failure, he has scored with his boss and long-time crush, Anaya Ansari, screwing in the office of Mama Juliana's Pizzeria like something out of The Kama Sutra.


But Anaya is not the only woman on whom Owen is having a strange, otherworldly effect. As Owen goes about his day, odd events swirl around him. His mother and sister are being drawn into his wake…and what role will a former high-school flame and a mysterious older woman play during this hot and steamy…Satyrday Afternoon?


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    Owen followed her through a series of well-decorated rooms. His eyes fell to her sexy ass as her pace slowed and her hips began to sway to a seductive beat. In his pants, his cock itched fiercely. He scratched it, and it immediately began to swell, filling his crotch with heat.

    Oh, God, he thought. I don't need this. Please don't let her notice my boner. As he entered the office, he dropped the bag in front of his groin, desperately trying to hide his erection.

    “You are a good-looking young man,” the woman said, eying him speculatively. “What's your name, honey?”

    “I'm Owen,” he said, mouth dry. He pulled the food out of the bag and set it on the desk, careful of the papers scattered on the surface. “One large meat-lovers' pizza,” he said, trying to pull the conversation back to normal ground. “One order of bread sticks. The total is seventeen seventy-nine.”

    “I'm Wendy,” she said, ignoring the food. “Wendy Davis. And I'm a meat-lover, too.” She stepped closer to him, the scent of her perfume tickling his nose. “That pig out there hasn't fucked me for weeks,” she said softly, nuzzling closer to him. Owen stepped back, but she followed him. “And even if he tried,” she said, “How would I find his dick under all that fat? All he does anymore is sit around and yell at the TV.”

    She stepped out of her sandals. “What I need,” she continued, “Is a nice hard cock. I bet you have one, don't you, Owen? Long enough to ride on, thick enough to open me up real good.” She reached an arm past him and swung the door closed, shutting him in with her. Inside his pants, his erection raged, fighting for release.



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