Stud
By
Sarah Berry
Oh, my. Lemme tell ya. I’m not quite sure how to approach this one. I mean, yeah, I like it – I wouldn’t be writing about it if I didn’t. And it is a PWP. Short, to the point, and with two women having sex. Though it does not involve a dildo (which I find to be an improvement to any PWP), this story does make mention of… er, imaginative use of tennis racquets and Pig Latin (you’ll just have to read it to find out).
Soooo, what’s the catch? Why am I not urging you to go read, enjoy? Well, don’t get me wrong, I am – I want you to read this story, I’d just hate to feel as if though I’ve mislead you somehow. See, this story won’t necessarily make you hot, as much as it’ll make you snort. With laughter. Repeatedly.
Sarah has taken the PWP genre (how I love the fact that the PWP has climbed up the evolutionary scale of literary refuse to become a genre) and kept the two main ingredients (women having sex in short order after accepting inexplicable attraction to each other) but added a unique and fresh voice to create a PWP unlike any before. Well, unlike any I’ve had a chance to read beforehand.
It’s funny, it’s different, it’s short and I like it. What else could you ask for? Go read, and do drop Sarah a line or two of thanks. If your mother didn’t teach you proper manners, the thank you in ‘wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am’ is not there without a reason.