What do you do

By

Imagine

Umm, les’see. What can I tell you about this little gem? First off – I had a very hard time believing this was Imagine’s first (Xena) fan fic. endeavor. I mean, really. Any story that can leave me – a hardened fan fiction connoisseur – glazed-eyed and with perspiration dotting my upper lip, is a noteworthy accomplishment.

"What do you do" is much more than that. Oh, no, don’t get me wrong, it’s still one of the most arousing PWPs that I’ve had the distinct pleasure of reading, but, by god! What this woman (a dangerous presumption, I know, but one that can hardly be helped) can do with words, it’s unholy! It’s raw (but in a very smooth way), barbaric (yet truly poignant), and most of all, really, really, *really* hot.

I should warn you, this is a PWP without Gabrielle. Yeah, yeah, I know, it’s kinda like having a thorn without a rose, a glass without beer, a vibrator without batteries (I’ll stop now), but – but – you won’t miss her at all. I found it hard (really, no pun intended) to believe myself, but it is so.

Well, not that I got carried away or anything, but I guess I should tell you something about the story now, huh? The story’s told through the eyes of beautiful and wizened, er, whore. This is a first-time story. Xena’s first-time, to be exact. In a whore-house. And yet it’s almost romantic (as romantic as you can get when you’re getting laid in a whorehouse, I’d presume, yet romantic nonetheless) in the way Imagine shows the characters interacting.

But, then you get over the romance, and all you’re left with is really, really, *really* hot first-person description of what Xena, even at her most inexperienced, is capable of doing. Let me tell you, after reading this, I was sorely regretting the fact I did not live in Las Vegas or the vicinity.

I would like to finish saying that, beyond the obvious reason I like this story (did I mention the really, really, *really* hot part yet?), the penmanship itself is truly amazing. After all, this story was so good I was inclined to read Imagine’s second (verrrrrry) general (nooooo sex, whatsoever) offering and actually like it as well – "Victor, Invictus". And, no, just for the record, I *do* not read all these stories just for the ‘tumble-in-the-hay’ parts.

I read them for the foreplay too…

Check it out - What do you do?