A Stranger Living In Her Backyard! Cassie's at a turning point in her life, it all started when her husband abandoned her... After her husband runs off with another woman, Cassie finds a young man living in the camper trailer in her backyard. She feels like the proverbial Mrs. Robinson. After all, the kid is about half her age, but she's been lonely for so long and can't help wondering where this will lead! Although Cassie repeatedly reminds herself that she planned to leave her husband anyway, she can't get over the fact that he beat her to it...that he left her first. Somehow this turns everything she believed on its end and her reasoning is changed forever. And what happens when a second intruder, a friend of the first, shows up and wants to stay? Can this lead to a delicious threesome, Cassie wonders... Excerpt: She looked out the back door. Somewhere the lawn mower was buried in all that grass. One of these days ... Damn! She needed a man around the place. She wondered what had ever happened to that card she had thumb tacked to the bulletin board in the friendly neighborhood supermarket. Didn't boys cut grass for spending money any more? Stop complaining, she told herself. Sighing, she began ploughing a wake through the grass toward the trailer on the back of the lot. Her garage faced the street and Cassie didn't get out into the backyard more than once a month. She wondered if the tires were still any good. Actually, if she remembered right - and how could she forget - she and Hank had been out for a long weekend only a few days before she had come home from work one night and found a note instead of a husband. She had left it fairly clean. Shouldn't take more than a dusting and she could advertise it and maybe use the proceeds to go on a cruise and meet an unattached man and ... Well damn! Had Hank forgotten to lock it? Had it been open back here facing the alley for over a year? Why, anybody could have gotten into... She was inside and had closed the door behind her before she realized it was not exactly a question of somebody could have gotten in. There were brimming ashtrays. The blankets had been taken from the closet and were on the bed. There were dirty dishes in the sink and empty cans in the trash bin. With a growing sense of outrage, Cassie gradually realized that this was not a one-night stand. Somebody had moved in and was living here - living in her backyard and in her trailer! She supposed she ought to have been frightened. After all, she might have come blundering in here and caught him - caught him naked. She might have caught him doing anything. *** Slowly, his hands reached toward her. If he touches me I'll scream! But he didn't. Instead, he took the tray from her nerveless hands and put it aside on the tiny table. They stood silent, facing one another, Cassie feeling as naked as the boy in her shorts and halter. Then suddenly he was touching her. Strong, muscular arms went around her, drew her and crushed her to his bare chest. She thought he was going to kiss her but instead she felt his hands behind her back, concentrating on the halter knot, fiddling with the waistband of her too tight shorts. This isn't happening! I'm dreaming again. Things like this never really happen. But had a dream ever been this vivid? Did she dream in color? She didn't know. But his hair was red. Red all over. (End of excerpt) Some of the hottest sex scenes in any contemporary erotic novel. A well written novel that will keep you on the edge of your seat with excitement!