Um… I’m not filling in a proper bio for obvious reasons. I’ve changed enough details in the book to hide the identities of all involved, so I’m hardly going to give it all away here instead, am I? But I suppose there’s a few things I could say that won’t give the stalkers any more clues.
So, Indecent Descent is my first book. My only book. My last book. Definitely. Not. Writing. Another one. Right? Well, yeah, that’s what I thought last year when I finished it. I mean, it wasn’t like it was ever even meant to be a book anyway; it was just me writing stuff down to try and make sense of the insensible. But then, somehow, I started filling in the dialogue from my weirdly vivid memories; playing with different words to find the ones which could most accurately describe what was happening and… well, then it ended up being the sprawling, self-indulgent, meandering journey that ultimately became Indecent Descent.
The thing is, since I finished it, I’ve found I actually kind of miss that whole process of turning randomly scattered journal notes into something that vaguely resembles a readable account. I thought I was going to stop writing that journal as well but, strangely, I realised it had become quite addictive and I still do it. It actually helped – still helps – to deal with the craziness of my life. So, yeah, maybe there’ll be a few more episodes one day. I don’t know. We’ll have to see. But one thing’s for certain; there’ll be no shortage of material, given the continuation of my life as ridiculous-fantasy-become-reality. No shortage at all.
Whatever. Never mind the future. I can’t quite believe that other people – you – are now actually reading all this stuff that I wrote. And, in a few cases, paying for it, too. That’s so amazing. Unexpected. I feel oddly humbled by the process. Anxious, too. You know; I want you to at least get *some* enjoyment from your dollar. More than that, I guess; I hope you find at least one part which makes you smile. Jadie hopes so, too. She likes making people smile. She’s pretty good at it in real life – I hope that comes across in the book, too.
Speaking of Jadie, she's highly amused at the fact it's now been published and all you strangers are reading about us. At least… I hope you’re strangers. I definitely hope you’re not Kiera. Or Becky or Jess or Madison, for that matter. That could be awkward. Yeah, probably best not to think about that possibility too much…
Anyway, Jadie says now it sort of feels like people are watching us when we’re together. She knows that makes no sense but I kinda know what she means. It's not a bad thing. If you’ve read the book, you know how much she likes to watch, herself. But since then, she’s discovered she rather likes being watched, too. And, truth be told, I have too. Poor Bethan. She came home from uni at Christmas, popped over to see Jadie - her old friend from school - and ended up seeing rather more than she expected. That first time was an accident. The second time when Caitlyn came over… not so much. Yeah, like I said; no shortage of material for any future episodes…
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An Unexpected Entry
by Jim Baines
Bethan's back from her first term away at uni; freshly-pierced, freshly-tattooed and now, it seems... freshly-bisexual. And what better way to shock everyone back home than showing off her sassy, rebellious, dreadlocked new girlfriend Emily? But when they visit her old school friend Jadie, it's Bethan and Emily who'll get a shock. And Jim might just have something to do with that...
Deeper Down the Hole (Indecent Descent Episode Two)
by Jim Baines
Jim’s done something bad. Very bad. The sort of bad that involves his teenage daughter’s best friend and the filthiest sex he’s ever had. Now, she wants to do it again. He does, too. But Jim’s scared that he’s falling for her, hard. Can he resist? Hell, no. Will he prematurely drop the L-bomb with unexpected results? Quite possibly. And then… could something bad actually become something good?
One Rainy Afternoon (Indecent Descent Episode One)
by Jim Baines
When Jim opens the door to his teenage daughter’s best friend – finding her alone, bedraggled and missing her house key – he assumes she’s seeking shelter from the rain. In fact, she’s seeking something quite different. And, by the end of the afternoon, her key won’t be the only thing she’ll have lost.
by Jim Baines
After Jim unexpectedly ends up in bed with his teenage daughter’s best friend, he thinks his life’s over. Turns out, it’s just beginning.
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