Knowing it's going to be a sexual encounter, Reggie's feelings go from excited to nervous and back. Even though he can't see the stranger, he can feel the handsome face and muscular body. The sex is explosive and carnal, but through it all, the stranger is beyond considerate of Reggie's emotional and physical state, checking with him several times to make sure he is doing okay. Afterward, he walks Reggie back home and tells him that he's looking forward to seeing him again.
Reflecting on what took place with the stranger, Reggie, whose self-confidence isn't the greatest, freaks out. A few weeks later Reggie is out with his best friend when he hears a voice that he instantly recognizes, his stranger's voice. The stranger is upset and lets Reggie know that it wasn't a once off, that he really intended to see Reggie again, that he was worried about him when he wasn't on the train. But now that he finds out Reggie is deliberately avoiding him, he's angry and hurt. Reggie tries to apologize but to no avail. Their encounter ends with the stranger telling him: “I'll see you around.”
Reggie's blindness puts a unique and intriguing twist on his sexual encounter. Since he can't read body language, he has to depend on his senses of touch, taste, and smell. By touching the stranger Reggie can tell he's muscular and handsome; can feel the cool sheets, and judge the size of his penis. Reggie can also smell his aftershave and taste his sweat and semen. Sid did a great job of reminding me that Reggie couldn't see without making his lack of sight a complete disadvantage, creating a sensual and sensitive coupling. If you enjoy stories about sex with strangers, blindness, angst, and reconciliation, you may like this story. Thanks, Sid, for a short but entertaining tale.
Genre: MM Contemporary
Review: Damon is in India for his job and when his plans to visit Paris to see his sister are canceled by work, he spends his week off in Goa. He is at a restaurant by himself when he spies an incredibly attractive man, Virat, sitting with a woman at another table. Damon is immediately smitten and begins crushing on this straight man. When the prawns he ordered turn out to be so spicy, “his tongue burned, his lips prickled and his teeth threatened to fall out” (adored that description, BTW, love spicy stuff), help comes in the form of the sexy man.
Damon wants this man and the fact that Virat is not only married but is on his honeymoon doesn’t seem to be much for a deterrent to his crush. He tells himself it’s wrong to want him but is drawn to him and wants time with Virat, even just as friends. He seesaws between going after Virat and settling for being friends.
It was a little odd that he seems to be very close with his sister, Tammy, and yet can’t remember the child’s name. He does lean on Tammy and goes to her for advice and a shoulder. I liked her and was glad Damon had a sounding board.
A warning, and a reason for my going for 3.75 hearts instead of 4 is the cheating. I just hate reading it and I always end up sympathizing with the person being betrayed, in this case Jyoti. I had hopes Virat was going to keep his integrity for a minute but then, alas. I felt so bad for Jyoti and I was so angry with Damon when he can’t figure out “I don’t know why I feel so horrible about it all.” Hmm, wonder why?
For his part, Virat has tried to do what is expected of him, women, marriage, family. He’s trying to be what people expect of him but sometimes, that just doesn’t work. With Damon, he’s obviously found a connection and so he goes between acting like a want-to-be gay lover and being a husband to his wife. It’s a difficult situation for all of those involved.
I did feel this was definitely some insta-love going on, as it is just a matter of days. Ayesha, Jyoti’s sister, called it right away, though. I liked the epilogue and how it wrapped things up.
First I was kinda shell shocked by the foreign feeling and the over-the-top-descriptions and the purple prose and the exaggerated states-of-mind and the insta-love and the cheating and the MISERY and the AWESOME screaming and—
—then I realized that this is Bollywood.
And, by DOG™, it is gloriously so.
It actually takes Bollywood by the hand, and effectively tosses it out the window, hitting it out of the ball park, winning by horse-lengths, and scoring for the team. To use some superlative metaphors and similes and a dash of hyperbole and no commas, quite in the spirit.
I think I screamed with laughter at least six times. I’m not sure that the author meant for me to do this, but nevertheless, this was simply hilarious.
It could use several (more) rounds of editing, but hey, where’s the fun in that?
Simply loved the cheek of this book for even EXISTING. Oh, and the cover is deceptively elegant.
Happy days, man. I laughed till I cried.
I was given a free copy of this book by the author. A positive review was not promised in exchange.
I see that Amazon sells this for $3.74 in my region, which I find a bit pricey for some 70 pages. B&N, Smashwords, AllRomanceEbooks all have it at $2.99.