Behind the Mask
by Robbie Cox
For Emma Rochester, hookups in bars were less than fulfilling. Oh, the guys she picked up in bars were great for sex, but that’s all it was—sex. Normal, boring, every day sex. Emma wanted more than the normal vanilla ice cream served in careful scoops. She wanted rocky road mixed with turtle mixed with Neapolitan.
Fantasies, we all have them, but Emma Rochester craved for hers to come true.