Sugar's Spice: Choose Your Bondage Fantasy by Stephanie D. Nalle

Sugar's Spice: Choose Your Bondage Fantasy by Stephanie D. Nalle

My rating: 3 of 5 stars


Over time I've picked up the habbit of occasionally popping into stories I can 'control'. As in 'choose your own adventure' type stories where 'I', or I should say 'you' with 'you' being the reader have control (you know like 'click here if you wish to continue reading this review', 'click here if you eat a candy bar instead of continuing to read', 'click here if you attempt to read the review while eating the candy bar' *click* You've smeared chocolate all over your face and you are drooling (occasionally the results of clicking on one of the choices has you doing stupid stuff that is even out of character of the 'you' in the story).

Haven't read this specific author before.

Slight complication immeidately, though I do not 'deduct' anything from it - I 'started' the book only to find myself in the middle of the action. That can happen, but I was confused so did moved back a page. And saw more text. Oopsie, this isn't set to start at the beginning of the book but some distance down the line.

Right no matter.

So, the 'you' in this story is female *yay*. And work in tech support. And are 26. Struggling actress (apparently playing a lot of 'extras' in a play has caused you to be 'desperately low on funds' - apparently acting in that play involved you paying to be allowed to act in it). Oh, and you are 'a hooker at 'Madam's'.

So . . . not a lot of choices so far for me the 'you' to make. I've left my day job, got into a crappy car, and driven towards job 2 - hooker. Where-upon my crappy car dies. Outside a house with a roaring fire (presumably in a fire place). And a man from the house emerges. He looks like Colin Firth. Still no choices for me to make. This is a CYOA book, right? For adults?

Ooh! How exciting, can make choice now. Course by this point there's a bunch I should have already made - like whether or not I decide to go up to a stranger's house after he asked if I'd like to do so; accepting a possibly drugged drink, etc. etc. But, choice be made here, first choice: making quick private call or going to fire to warm up.

Well, now that I have choices I stop making note of story. Or I mean, telling the story as it unfolds.

Oh bloody hell - more possible drugged items - wine in a glass, cheese. Right, sorry, I said I'd stop saying what occurring.

Heh, No reason for me to do so, but every chance I had I've taken the less naughty route (most of the time I, first read through, chose naughty route). Which I mention because, while causally eating food, I . . . just remove my dressing gown and reveal my lingerie. hehe. I mean, I had no choice to do that or not do that. Just *eating food, here's my breasts, want to see them?* mmphs. heh. Okay, seriously, how did I choose the least naughty path only to find myself - without being able to change the direction or control anyhing, with a ballgag in my mouth and all bound up? shesh.

Okay, this story became super weird. And long. And twisted. And . . . what the bloody hell am I reading anyway? This is kind of like the never ending story. It just keeps going and going, and now there's some man (unknown previously) sexually blackmailing some other woman (not seen previously) and . . . on and on.

“Dan, what do you know about a computer scientist work colleague called Ben?”

- I've skipped mentioning the conversations, but they can be quite . . . awkward. All three of you - Dan, 'you', and Ben worked with computers. Awkwardly saying 'computer scientist work colleague' seems . . . weird.

hehe - shesh. That first read through, the first path I chose to go down was weird. Truth be told, I didn't want to read about a sexually harassing school principal, so I backed up to see what the other path lead. Which lead to comic conventions. See, weird things turn up as you go down .. . this book's paths.

Interesting enough way to pass the time.

Rating: 3

February 27 2018



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Party Favors by Jaime Clevenger

Party Favors by Jaime Clevenger

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


This is the third time I've read this book, all reads this year. I don't know, there's just something about this book that pulls me back time after time. There are many paths that can be taken - but then this is a choose your own adventure - for adults! type book. But that wasn't what I was getting at, but the part where the individual paths make such satisfying reads on their own terms - as if, beginning, middle, end, I was reading one book . . . each time I open the book, and it's not the same book. Most of the beginnings/middles/ends make damn fine books, a few, surprisingly, make damn fine erotic romances, while another few make damn fine erotic flings (the nature of the story 'shows' that you won't actually end up with that specific individual . . . or you do, that's the pathways you chose).

Last month I read a path that I thought I'd already gone down, but everything seemed new - especially the sex scene, I'd remembered it as a tease, a tease that got interrupted. But it wasn't interrupted this time. Which is both confusing and vaguely alarming (in an 'am I losing my mind' kind of alarming). I had just followed the natural flow like I'd thought I had before, I hadn't taken any detours or moves that would have lead me to some other conclusion, but weirdly I found myself on a path that I had thought I'd traveled before but hadn't really. But that was last month. And last month's read would have made a damn fine standalone erotic short story. But we are talking about this month, well, I wasn't, but I should be.

It's not really a reread if you just go down one path (or is it), and yes I did go down more than one path last month and this month. But the path I went down this time, the memorable path at least, was one I do not believe I traveled down before. Which is odd since I thought I'd travelled down all paths the first time I read the book (is Amazon updating the book behind my back or am I, in fact, going insane?).

This specific path started off the same, as all paths in the book do. Since, all paths start with me in a batman costume (it is a choose your own path not a choose sally's path, so yes, me in a batman costume, not some random woman), at the entrance to a rich house waiting for my estranged girlfriend. And realizing, with horror, that while it is in fact a fancy dress party, fancy dress did not mean, as I apparently thought, a costume party. Or, in case others have the similar confusion - the party involved formal clothing, nice dresses, and tuxes; while I'm there in a rather expensive looking outfit . . . but it's still a Batman costume. That's how all the paths start. I'm caught in the costume, I talk with a few people, my estranged girlfriend turns up and . . . paths diverge here - do I brush off girlfriend and immediately leave, or try to explain to her why I'm there dressed as Batman (or, in other words, do I leave, or do I go into the party dressed as Batman).

Well, on this specific occasion I brushed off the estranged girlfriend in a kind of fit of embarrassment at being caught in a Batman costume, and fled. Stopped at a fast food place because my stomach's making noises (weirdly get only fries and a drink, eh, whatever). Then immediately head across the street to a sex toy shop. Still dressed as Batman. Because hey why not. No choices were allowed me, by the way, between leaving the party and arriving in the sex toy shop as Batman.

I'm not going to continue down this path of telling what happened to me, no I'll allow others to enjoy or not. One of the paths, this time, led me to diving into a rather riveting romance with someone I lusted for and perhaps loved for many years (but she's straight! - by the way, one of the benefits of a choose your own adventure for this specific story line is the part where I've read this type of story line many times - and most of the time it bloody annoys me, because I 'know' the two are the 'designated couple' and the 'I must not make a move' *three hundred pages go by while both pine for the other but don't say anything; suddenly, a look! a kiss! A . . . the words 'The End' NOOOO!!!); but here, in a choose your own adventure, there is not 'designated couple', I don't 'have to' end up (or get to or . . .). So it added an extra layer. An extra insight into the situation that oddly made it seem both more real and more realistic. Because in real life you can pin away for a friend, straight or otherwise, and never make a move; or make a move and have things turn awkward for a little while; or make a move and have everything blow up and now you have no friends because, oops, apparently all of your many friends were actually friends with that other person who is now grossed out (or other words similar) by you 'making a fool of yourself' - real life's a bitch not a romance novel). And most of the paths in this book don't find you with the love of your life ((view spoiler)[most of the paths find you restarting your relationship with your estranged girlfriend - with or without sex with others along the way ('allowed' sex with others). (hide spoiler)]).

Early on in my romance reading days I'd read a book by Lynn Galli that involved a specific coupling. I mention this because I'm actually relatively new to romance book reading. So the fact that most of the book, in that specific instance, involved a woman dating another woman only to turn around and end up with a different one worked for me. I saw it through my mystery reading eyes - that first woman was a red herring! I mention all of this because romance books, no I mean capital R romance books, follow a pattern - two people circle each other, there's some conflict of some kind (most of the time internal (i.e., miscommunication); occasionally only external (mad man with gun chasing them)) and by the end the two will either be in HEA (happily ever after) land or HFN (happy for now). So a lot of the things that are done to create conflict, which in the past I could enjoy (or not) in non-romance books, bloody frustrate me and drive me up the wall in a romance book because I know the two are supposed to be together - it's the law . . . of romance writing. If I'd read that Galli book today I'd probably be quite harsh about it; at the time it was great, red herring and all (part of the harshness is the part where it was something like 90% of the book involved that other wrong woman, and not even 5% involved the 'correct' woman - the rest of the percentage involved basketball). But here? As in Party Favors, I have many books in one. The conflicts are there, but they don't bother me as much as normal, because there is in fact no 'designated couple' here. So a mistake here, there, a choice that drives that woman away, or pulls that one in - well, that's all part of the 'game', and not a frustrating side-trip of wasted time and wasted words/pages.

As indicated, I think, I did travel down more than one path on this read. The 'fell for friend' path is one I read first. But I also traveled several more - like the one where I somehow ended up back at my apartment and flirting with my next door neighbor (who is both bi and currently dating a man) - there's at least two paths that flow on from finding that neighbor there - I end up in some kind of 'situation' with the neighbor (with or without the man involved), or I blow her off and end up watching her screw her boyfriend (it's very easy to see across into their apartment). I mention this further reading for two reasons: not every path is actually fun; not every path leads to sex; not every path involves just two women (fuck I went beyond two reasons). And there were other paths I followed, which I only quickly mention - tack on to this paragraph - because one of them involved a different threesome - different couple, with me in the middle. And all three of us were women in that scenario.

Right, I don't think I actually wrote what I specifically was intending to write, but some part of it is there so . . . good and stuff.

Crap. I now remembered what it was I actually wanted to write. Okay, I'll very briefly tell the simplistic version:

This choose-your own adventure book contains, it seems, many quite satisfying 'books' in it, with great ideas. That's what all that beginning middle end was supposed to be about. That there are several satisfying books in Party Favors. And while I've read this book at least three times now, I've still never attempted to read anything else by this author. And they do have at least 8 or 9 other books out there for me to maybe try. But no, still I've failed to read anything else by them. Partly because every time I look at the other books, none scream at me 'read me now!' so I don't. Let's see, witches, barn . . . next . . . massive waves of flashbacks in this one, next . . . 'Waiting for Love Song' oddly looks like a book I've already read, but not under this name, next . . . 'Sweet, Sweet Wine' looks vaguely interesting but no digital version, next . . . 'All Bet's Off' looks quite crap no digital edition, next . . .

Rating: 6.0

December 8 2017



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Suburban Sex Kitten Adventure by Amanda Clover

Suburban Sex Kitten Adventure by Amanda Clover

My rating:  4.65 of 5 stars

I go into this choose your own adventure story knowing two things (then spotting a third before I begin): 1) I've read these types of books by this author before and I either find them to be meh, or interesting, so this one might fall somewhere in between; 2) I 'play' a woman in this one - unlike many of these types of 'you' books; 3) 'features paths for straight, lesbian, and bisexual readers.' - so that sounds interesting. *nods*

Right, so, let's actually open the book, eh? Or click on it or whatever.

Okay, so, book opens with me stirring awake after at least one erotic dream (about a werewolf with some interesting moves - no, it wasn't shown, I was told I woke up with this still impacting my nipples).

Okay, so I'm bouncy and I have no problem bouncing around without a bra on and with my rather engorged nipples poking at my tank top. Bouncy's good. I don't want to be depressed. *nods*

Right, sorry, so book opens with you getting the paper and while out there you 'take in' who your neighbors are. I assume this is setting up for a 'go for person x' type chooses to be made. Oh, and yes, she, sorry I did make a comment, in my character's head, about how need actual physical newspaper in this day an age to find summer job.

hehehe, after 'reminding myself' about all the hot looking people around me (well, and a few less hot people), my first choice is to allow myself to get into the car of a real pervy guy who basically just offered money for sex. Right there in the street. mmphs. eww.

Okay okay, I was going to try the lesbian path first, but I was curious. hehe. So I get in the car for some 'easy money' (what, it's a long tradition in lesbian circles for, at least, the femme to get money as a prostitute *nods* - creepy man in mercedes felt up my breasts, then sucked on them, then crashed into a cop car - so . . . that was interesting. hehe. And I didn't even have to touch him! Though I didn't get any money and I'm now an hours walk from home and/or a strip mall (odd - car ride didn't seem to be an hour long).

Gah. I really shouldn't have gone that direction, though. Because I'm out in my PJ's (which consists of a tank top and shorts, but whatever - they be PJ's because book say they PJ's) and haven't showered yet. I think I'm going to restart. I want to shower first before I do anything. mmphs. Gross. Wandering around without showering first. mmphs. hehe.

*Restarts - tells creepy dude in Mercedes to go to hell path*

Dang it - I want to go see what the hot Mrs. Davenport has in the way of 'chores' but . . I still haven't showered yet! mmphs. So . . . I go inside. I'll probably accidentally trip and break my neck or something by deciding to go inside. mmphs. Why I not showered yet? WHYYYYY?

Heh - now the author is talking to me through my own brain . . . um, I mean, whatever. 'Sure, you made the most boring choice. That doesn't mean the rest of your day has to be boring.' I just want to be showered and in clothing Author! Please let me clean myself up, please.

I shall now do the dance of joy - 'Your early morning has left you with the urge for a nice, hot bath'. Clean clean clean, I'm going to be cleaned up soon! Oh for .. . sake, stop teasing me with getting clean! Yes, nude dancing in an empty house sounds interesting, but for fuck sake, will you please let me clean up? For fuck sake. I promise I'll nude dance afterwards if you'd just fucking let me fucking clean up already! FUCK!

YYYYYYESSS! Bath choice! *pounds on the 'soak in the tube' option.

oh for fuck sake. So I just want to be clean, does that really make me 'a bigger wuss than you thought'. I"ll be naked, wet, probably with windows gapping for anyone to see me naked and wet, and I'll probably play the water massager thingie over my clit - so I'm a big wuss? pfft.

And now I'm referring to my 'kitty' as a separate 'thing' and that we are a team. pfft.

Hmms, things were getting interesting there - starting to have erotic feelings toward your female best friend but . . . doorbell interruption. hmms. Maybe it's the friend? Have fun with friend now? I clean now. *nods*

Oh neat - the 'me' had started 'playing with myself' with images to a man, but quickly morphed into thinking about Lucy, then when I ignored the doorbell, and couldn't get back into the fantasy with LUcy I went to . . . another woman to fantasize over. hmms . . neeeat.

Well now, then Lucy reappeared, while you are fantaizing about the librarian, and much fun was had by everyone. EVERYONE! WHY AM I SHOUTING! RIght, sorry. Was shouting in joy, anyway, just to reassure.

Old friend who you stopped being friends with after they came out and said you aroused them texts. Asks to hang out. After pleasuring myself to thoughts of mom's librarian friend and Lucy, fuck yes I'm going to hang out with Keisha.

Darn - the way this section is opening - I don't think it actually flows immediately after what I read. I mean, it could, just . . . it seems to imply things that haven't happened. *shrugs*

'You wear a tight gray top that hangs off one shoulder and reveals that you aren’t wearing a bra.' - okay, now I know this doesn't connect with previous section. I, or you, were sitting around in my sheer panties and bra when I decided whether to text Keisha back or not. Now I'm suddenly not wearing a bra? mmphs. (not that I actually want to wear a bra)

(Want to make sure I went back to look, yes I did put on a bra and panties. mmphs 'You finish drying off and put on a sheer black bra with embroidered lace cups and a matching pair of black lace thong panties.')

That's annoying me enough that I'm going to go back and try that Lovr app option instead. First I mean. At least as long as females are still available to flirt and stuff with. - And yep, this is the path I was supposed to go down, I don't mean I like it best, I mean - I just took a full body shot of myself in my bra and panties. Therefore letting me know this flows from last section. But, posting a full body shot of me in sheer underwear? mmphs.

Oh good, women avaiable (though only two of the four choices, and one of those two includes a man in there as well). So I go with the solo older woman option.

Ah, heh. So a little BDSM action is going to occur, eh? heh. The 41 year old says she's dominant and tender, and wants someone who isn't a brain dead bimbo but more of a naughty daughter (eww, incest).

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Oops, well it's probably for the best that I forgot I was writing stuff while I read.

I didn't go down every path - I mostly tried to keep to the lesbian paths (except that first choice, but then the guy just felt up my boobs before getting arrested so - alls good) - and when I found myself with 'run away or pleasure a man' options, I always ran away. Some of them seemed downright bordering on rape-y - not there yet, but it might have gone there if I'd continued down the 'allow self to be blackmailed and used' paths. And I'm not just saying that - one of the paths I started down had me flashing a biker. Who broke into the house. I dodged him, but I imagine there's a way I might have gotten caught by him.

The lesbian paths were, for the most part, downright exciting, arousing, fun, and borderline satisfying on a romance level. The largest problem I had, and I tried to avoid it as much as possible, is that most paths seemed to want to go down a 'lick butthole' path that I had no desire whatsoever to go down. But, meh, I got around that as best as I could.

Sex: Of course. Lots and lots of arousing lesbian sex (and possibly bisexual/straight sex, but, as noted, I ran the other direction every time that popped up (again, except for that first choice, and I got away with just groping).


Rating: 4.65

September 17 2017





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Lost in the Valley that Time Tries to Ignore by Monstrous Love

Lost in the Valley that Time Tries to Ignore by Monstrous Love

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


I like when the 'you' in 'Choose your own adventure' books is female (specifically those books designed to be read by adults and likely to include 'adult situations', like this book here). Not often the case. Oh sure, many try to be vaguely unisex enough to be either but largely fail at that (most, though, just bluntly have the 'you', as in the character the reader is reading as 'you', be male). And by trying to be vaguely unisex - look at the book description here: I've had little sleep the last week so I might have missed it, but it doesn't actually say here that the 'you' is female, though if not female then the rest of the description would involve gay porn (since there's stuff about hunky men). The ovi. . . . ovi . . . whatever big long word that means something like 'implanting eggs' might imply that the 'you' is female but . . . well, that baby that exploded out from an egg from a human had been in implanted in a man (in Space Balls, which was a parody of Aliens, which I haven't seen, so I don't actually know if, but suspect, that it was a man who had an egg laid in him there as well). And, going weirdly into science and crap, it's the male sea-horse that carries the baby eggs. Or some crap like that. Maybe he just sits on them. Considering we are talking about a fragile looking floaty animal, I don't think we are talking about 'sitting on them'.

Did I mention I haven't had much sleep in the last week? What, you can tell? heh.

Okay then: This story involves a young woman who has the ability to see the future. Because of this she gets given a kind of crappy name that I can't recall at the moment but probably is or something like 'Little-Know-It-All'. Well, the reader is this young woman, and the action is from . . . the you point of view, as that young woman. Who goes out into the fantasy world to try to save her people. Who are: 1) human; 2) kind of weak ass humans.

She goes on a journey and encounters: winged men (male harpies), insect men (flies, ants, spider), snakemen, and a male dragon. Judging by this story, there are no women on this planet except that 'you' - sorry, I mean judging by the journey taken. Though 'she' knows there are women because they get mentioned. They just are never encountered for whatever reason.

There's some kind of weird paper and pencil thing you are supposed to do to read this story. Since I assumed the sexually explicit stuff would be down the 'oops, you rolled badly, or your numbers are too low/wrong', I tended (except once) to read the 'you failed and got fucked' path before journeying on. Figuring it'd be interesting to do it that way as I'd be reading both paths anyway. Granted I can't 'win' that way, but then I can't 'lose' either. Since I wasn't exactly playing 'the game' (and this does describe itself as a 'game book' or something like that).

Right, so - Sex - lots. With various male creatures, all of whom are in some way monstrous (see above, you know, the part where I mentioned winged men, insects, snakes, dragon - okay, just read these words in this side-comment).

Oh right - I gave this three stars but then upped it to 4. Well, to be more exact, I rated it 3.5, which normally means I put it on that shelf, then 'rate it' as 3 (since we don't have half stars and stuff). But I gave an extra .25 when I realized something - 1) the critters meet weren't exactly 'new' or 'original' but 2) are kind of 'unique' in either what I've read lately, or unique in that they weren't the 'common' critters normally faced (like, normally I tend to come across mostly shifters of some kind, vampires, and/or zombies (though, to be fair, zombies normally are the other kind that fall in horror genre not fantasy, though I've encountered one or two that were in the fantasy genre).

I'm about 88% confident that, if I were to read this review some time in the future, I'd squeal in horror and kill it with fire. For being.... um.... really incoherent. And every other word is probably mispelled. I probably should eat someday. I mean sleep. Though eating would be good too.

Rating: 3.67

July 6 2017



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The Seductress of Andromeda: A Sci Fi Choose Your Own Erotic Story by Callista J. Hawkes

The Seductress of Andromeda: A Sci Fi Choose Your Own Erotic Story by Callista J. Hawkes

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


Ramblings as I started reading:
I knew going in that the 'you' would be male. So, that has to be factored in to any enjoyment from the book.

Before anything else can happen, before I can make any choices, a blonde woman strips in front of me on a space station as I watch. Then I get the choice: carry on or flee before finding self, possibly, in the brig.

Apparently I'm quite good at 'going down' on women. *nods* heh
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Right, so I, the character I, got kicked out of the navy and turned to a life of bounty-hunting (description mentions smuggling as well but none of the paths I went down even hinted at the idea that I did anything other than bounty-hunting (and heists)).

I followed most of the paths. I think the only one I didn't follow is the one where I returned to my bunk without satisfying the blonde at the start of the book (2 reasons: 1: I'm already there - breaking the rules by being away from my bunk, and there probably was surveliance showing 'me' going to her place; 2: and now I don't remember reason 2 . . . ETA: I remember reason 2 now that I've 'finished off' the book by going down that path - the book description indicated that I was a bounty hunter/smuggler not that I was a naval officer. So 'obviously' I need to be 'kicked out' and so . . . . (there were ways I could still have been kicked out to start off my life of barely legal existence (well, I stole my ship while leaving the academy so not barely legal at that)).

Entertaining read.

Rating: 3.92

June 2 2017



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Pathogens by James Schannep

PATHOGENS: An Interactive Zombie Survival Gamebook by James Schannep

My rating: 3 of 5 stars


I didn't realize this going in, but I learned of it immediately after starting - this isn't like the normal 'you' choose your own adventure book. Instead of entering and darting around an adventure book starring yourself, here you enter and choose one of six characters to become.

And then still see 'you' being used. Thus negating some of the advantages that might have been inherent in having named characters to 'play' rather than 'just be yourself'.

As mentioned, six characters. 4 men, 2 women because . . . inequality is fun. I hadn't really planned to do it this way, but I ended up playing one of the women first then playing the last woman as my last character to play.

There are:
Men:
Sims - an older man who is a Sergeant in the Air Force national guard, though before the reader gets the idea that they'll be a rambo type - Sims has spent his career being a 'desk jockey'. When the zombification occurs, Sims is on a plane over the ocean. And before 'you' the reader get any choices, you land in a foreign land for some adventure there before, possibly, returning to the States.

Hefty - a very thin convict who has spent the last few years learning how to survive in prison. When the outbreak occurs, Hefty is in prison and must attempt to escape.

Ty - is a man working two jobs to try to get ahead in life and support his mother. Ty is the black man in this book. When the outbreak occurs, Ty is attempting to make his way to his bank teller job - though he'd overslept because of being tired from his call center job.

Lucas - is the trained martial arts expert, though one who also one who has never seen real combat. When the outbreak occurs, Lucas is in the middle of teaching his morning class - filled will youngsters, the oldest of which is 17. He, and the sister you see briefly, were born in Japan.

Women:
Cooper - is an auto mechanic who is tired of people being distracted by how beautiful she is, and rather wished she could have had better success in the motorcycle racing world that she is still somewhat trying to continue in. When the outbreak occurs she is at her job in the garage working on cars.

Rosie - the 17 year old daughter of a gun range owner. Her father has constantly tried to prepare her for something like the outbreak occurring. She has a brother and father to contend with.

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Personally - Lucas has the must interesting 'story up to outbreak', though his is a frustrating story to play once the outbreak does occur. Because you know he could do well out there, but he is reluctant to believe and . . . other stuff. Sims was the easiest to play, though that might be because I had played Cooper first and Sims second - and had meet Sims during my time with Cooper and 'knew' what to do with Sims to get him to his best outcome. That pre-knowledge eventually occurred again when I played Ty after playing Hefty, but very late in Ty's 'game'.

I mention because one of my status updates indicated the idea that maybe one of the problems of naming characters is that I'd run into them and see how they operate through someone else's eyes and what the 'best' things to do with that character might be. Though I came to realize that that only really worked with Sims.

In general I had two major problems with the book - even though you play a named character, it is still 'you' doing stuff. You as the character, but still using 'you' as the pronouns. That has always been my major problem with these kinds of books, the you part, because 'you' always does crazy stupid shit I'd never do and it's frustrating that I can't 'control' that, since I'm apparently 'you'. Going to all the trouble of creating six characters - it might have been better if their sections used their names instead of you. So I'd be controlling the characters.

I forgot what that other major problem was that I was going to mention, though I will note that I was frustrated by how 'everyone' (not really) seemed damned determined to 'get to town'. I don't bloody care what the emergency is - hurricane, flood, earthquake, volcanic eruption, space alien invasion, human alien invasion, giant frog invasion, zombie outbreak, vampire outbreak . . . ., which emergency occurs that triggers a 'must get to center of massive numbers of humans' response? Now there is protection that comes with being 'together', the 'circling the wagons' type of protection - but the equilivent of that in this book would have been to bunker down with others in a protected spot and aim your guns outward - not to travel long distances elsewhere.

Right. What else do I wish to note. Rosie is a horrible weak little girl sexist cliche. No matter which choices you choose. *shrugs* Unfortunate. Ty was a mama's boy, but strong determined efficient capable, good. In a way I'm surprised one of the paths for Rosie didn't consist of her tripping over her untied shoes and shooting herself while crying and blinded. I mean . . . shesh.

Rating: 3.44

June 1 2017



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Sin in the City of Angels: A Noir Choose Your Own Erotic Story by Callista J. Hawkes

Sin in the City of Angels: A Noir Choose Your Own Erotic Story by Callista J. Hawkes

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


As might be expected for a erotic noir private eye book set in the 1940s, the 'you' of the story is: a) a private detective; b) male.

Stop me if you've heard this before: A 'classy broad' walks a private dicks office. He's half-way to drunk. She's disdainful of her surroundings, richly dressed, and flashing more skin than you'd expect. She bluntly states that she believes her husband is plotting to murder her. The dick is skeptical, but is willing to hear her out (she does look rich, and he is a seedy private eye).

Classic opening, eye? Well, that's how the story opens. The opening can then go one of two ways (and I'm not talking about a choose your adventure book, I mean this type of plot): detective hired to find evidence of the husband trying to murder the wife; detective hired to act as a body guard; or the third way - detective either hired or lured into 'taking out' the husband before he can 'get' the wife (less often a private eye story line, the third, than a 'random stranger' or 'boyfriend/neighbor-on-the-side' story line). Nothing new yet, nor any decisions to be made.

heh. First decision is 'Take the case or turn the case down'. Sooo . . I know! I'll turn the case down! *clicks* She begs. I'm offered a choice again. I'm mean! I turn her down again! And . . . . 'The End', of course. hehe. Shesh, and this is the first decision point? Obviously 'turn it down' leads to 'the end'.

*goes back to begging, 'takes the case' then snorts at what "I" say when I take it*

"I'm a sucker for a nice pair of legs."

Strangely the comment doesn't lead to the woman to hurriedly strip off her dress and leap across the desk. So, it's going to be harder work, eh?

Hmm. So "my" first name is "Sam". Gee, where'd I hear a private dick with the first name of Sam before? Or, for that matter, a private eye with the last name of "Marlowe". So . . . I'm Sam Marlowe, eh? Sam 'Philip' Marlowe 'Spade'.

(one of my confusions, going in, is why this is set in the 1940s instead of the 1930s or 1920s. Shouldn't a 'real man' like this Marlowe dude be in the army? (or other military branch), there is a war on afterall)

Ah, my second decision point (well, after restarting) - fuck my assistant or tell her to do what I asked and go investigate the public records. Naturally I . . ..

hmm, admittedly having the 'classy broad' return 'during the act' and having to push th assistant beneath your desk and then finding her continue her actions while the client talked is both cliche and interesting.

Not sure it matters but: client is 26; assistant is early-ish twenties. Sam Spade, I mean Philip . . . Sam Marlowe is ... older.

'put to use the undercover training you'd learned working for the OSS during the war.' Oh, post war then. I saw '1940s' and got the wrong impression then.

Hmm, after making my private dick be mean and refuse the case, I'm now making him super horny. And kinda a bad detective. hehe. But but . . . women! (I was going to say attractive women, but the next one up Sam makes a point of noting is 'plain').

Super super horny. Ooh! See! I'm gathering clues as I . . . act super horny. I got clues I did! *humps woman, notices stuff* I not bad detective!

"So big."
"I bet you say that to all the guys."
Slap. Caress of dick's dick.

Wait, no, the only part from the book is "So big." Then 'Magnificient".

Of all the sex acts in all the book, the one with the client is kind of . . . boring, frankly. *boredly reads; sees has to make decision about what sex act to perform next. Pulls out gun. Removes all but one bullet. Spins gun. Remembers don't have that gun. or a gun. Flips coin and presses "slip inside her" (too bad 'drink whiskey and get the fuck out of there already' isn't an option).

Dames. Compliement your big magnificient dick and make you use it. mmphs.

And . . . wha? See, problem with choose your own adventure stories - the parts don't always align right. Ah well. I mean, yeah, I'm about to 'slip into her', but . . . the wording implies something else had occurred prior. Which didn't occur. Because I went a different path. Having me direct the sex action certainly is a spin on 'you choose' book.

Most books seem to be:
A) you stab the man in the butt;
B) you shot him in the head;
C) you drink your flask.

results:
A) He was a vampire. You're dead now.
B) Good job! How'd you know he was a zombie?
C) Instead of your anticipated whiskey, you drink pure undiluted holy water. The man attempts to bite you. Explodes.

Instead, here in this book, I get:
A) tell her to put it in her mouth;
B) bend her over.

And then:
A) sixty-nine her or
B) stick it in her.

hmms. There seems to be more description about the man, the 'you' , than the women. All this talk about big magnificient thick dicks. Bulging and stuff. Less about the mousy plain women. Odd, that.

Oh god, stop that already. I get it already. You are stroking the man's ego by talking about how super huge his dick is. "You're so much bigger than my husband. I've felt so full!" - gah. I get it already. Stop with all the massive cock talk already. I fear I've overused the word 'already".

Okay, now the book is just fucking with me. NOw my decision is to come in her or, OR, come on her breasts. I'm so aroused, so exited, this book, ooh ooh. gah. I think I'm going to fall asleep.

I have a suspicion this might be more exciting for a man to read. Well, maybe depending on the paths chosen. Then again, even so, it is still a man who is 'you' so . . . ..

Shesh, private dick-me is such a smirking smug prick. gah.

Yes . . . of course the woman enjoyed you erupting onto her breasts. I fear that deciding to make my detective horny . . . I've rapidly grown tired of him. I should have continued the 'must solve case' trejectory I had initially gone down. pfft. When the bloody hell is this particular scene going to be over so I can redirect things back to the mystery?

Oh for fuck sake - yes, after fucking the man's wife, why don't you drop her off at her house gate? Nothing at all strange or odd about some strange man dropping off the wife like that. None. NONE!

heh. I can tell it's after midnight. I've gone batty.

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Well, first man visited in this book. Wonder if there's some way I can turn it erotic, eh? heh. Then there'd be no one I'd be sexually interested in! Yay!

Hmm. Well, that . . .. hmm.

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Good grief. I think the book just had me have my *counts* 12th whiskey. shesh.
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And now, without me able to make any decisions one way or another (shesh, before I was directing the sex, now I can't go anywhere but here, watching . . . I feel slimy and ill - yeah, now "I'm" a slimy fake talent agent about to take advantage of a woman. eek).

Gah. Why did I have a choice for every bloody woman before now? Now that I've finally grown weary of all this horny detective stuff, I can't dodge a woman. When I finally get choices again, it's how to fuck her. shesh. And the choices! FUck her feet, fuck her ass, or have her stroke you while licking your ass. I'm . . I'm fuck me, why am I reading this again? That's right, got tired of dying every choice I made in that zombie book. So . . . let's read a noir erotica! I probably won't die there! Except from all the gross sex (well, and yes, gross. I have no choice here I"m comfortable with. NO FEET SEX! . . . NO RIMMING! . . . . NO ANAL PLAY . . and I'm left with . . . no fucking thing. oh, if I turned the page I could have avoided all this. Though still sex, though it's 'traditional'). Yay?

hehehe - so, 'traditional' I hope you aren't too straight laced to enjoy a blowjob? Sister, you know nothing, nothing! Why, what I've done today . . .. But no, fuck that, no blowjob from you! I don't know where your mouth has been! So . . I'll . . um . . slip it inside you. *Nods*.

Bloody hell. Now "I" am all about how big my dick is. shesh. for fuck sake.

At least I get to read the response, is good response. *nods*

"Uh huh, you've ruined me for al other men," she replied dryly.

And quickly, that mood, leaves.

Ah, the choices I'm given. The Choices! Now it's back to 'come inside' or 'come on breasts'. That's it. 'Run screaming in other direction' isn't even in the cards. pfft.

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I'm getting tired of all the 'choices' that consist of nothing but a 'continue' button to click. shesh.
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For a guy who spent time parachuting around Europe during the war, 'you' sure have a lot of height/vertigo issues.
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Well, first mistake I've noticed. For some reason the author acidentally used 'Vandergraaf as Valentina D'Abruzzo's last name at 23% into the story. *shrugs*
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Bloody hell, this became a romance in the end. heh.

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This was actually rather entertaining. Well written but for that one mistaken name.

Rating: 3.75

May 31 2017


ETA: I did notice how the book seemed to develop - the mystery answer but chose not to comment on it (view spoiler)[of course it's because of 'evil' lesbians. pfft (hide spoiler)]



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Party Favors by Jaime Clevenger

Party Favors by Jaime Clevenger

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


There are many story paths that can be followed down in this adult lesbian fiction choose your own adventure book. As of this point in time, I’ve completed 4 paths, and aborted on a fifth. As I put when I initially put a comment in this box – completing one story path way seemed to equal 11% of the book.

I initially had a rather significant problem with this book. A problem I probably would not have had if this had been a ‘normal’ book and not a ‘you’ book. That and I didn’t have enough information to be ‘you’ when I started – I knew that I had been split from my ‘girlfriend’ for a week and that I’d be seeing her at a fancy dress party (which I somehow worked out in my mind to mean a ‘come dressed as batman’ type of party, which was wrong (not that type of party)), and that I had thought that things had been going ‘too fast’. But I needed more information to be able to be ‘you’. How long have I been dating this woman? Two weeks? One week on, one week separated? Broke up because ‘too fast’, so it can’t be more than a couple of weeks, right? That was the second problem - the not enough information to be ‘you’. The first problem was how it was a ‘you’ book but ‘you’ kept doing things – thinking things and doing things that are counter to my nature. This, again, is ‘okay’ if this was a normal book, but harder to take when I’m supposed to be ‘you’.

What I had put in the box initially after 1 and a half paths followed: (view spoiler)[1) I don't have enough information to be 'you' - for instance, the 'you' has a girlfriend who she wants to take a break from but, at some point, also said 'I love you' to . . . so, how am I supposed to be seeing this relationship? Brand new that went too fast? Longer term? Something longer than a week, at least, since 'we've' been separated for a week by the start of this book; 2) things happen that might vaguely annoy me (or not) in an ordinary book, but here? Super distracting and very annoying. To the point I had to abort one whole pathway. The problem is directly connected to the fact that the 'you' keeps doing and thinking things that I would not - she's kind of anti-me. Which normally isn't much of an issue, but here I'm literally supposed to be the character in the story, hence the 'you' (doesn't help that there are enough similarities, in a way, between my RL and this character that it makes it harder to 'play a role'; but the actions and thoughts are such that things rubbed me wrong). To a large extent that was an issue with one of the pathways, but much lesser of an issue for the other pathway I went down (for whatever reason; only thing, really, that pissed me off on that pathway was attempting to offer money to the go-go dancer to come home with me . . . even after she had stressed that she wasn't 'working' right then and there - a comment that 'you' made twice - offering money. mmphs; gah, since I included that I have to include what was driving me batty about the other pathway - and why I had to abort it - trying to pick up women in front of my 'maybe is maybe isn't' girlfriend while she attempts to do the same . . . fuck no. Just . . . no).

Right, so, I'd give the pathway I went down, which frankly was too short (it ended right before the much talked about 'stage appearance' was going to occur, mmphs), a rating of ... hmm . . . 3.9. (hide spoiler)]
So – the long and short of it is that there are several story lines, several ‘pivot points’ that have stories that branch off of them, and my problem was twofold when I started the book – the you wasn’t acting like me and the path I chose didn’t give me an out. Jeannie, my ‘girlfriend’, tells me that we will attend this party (while we are standing at the entrance of said party, me dressed as batman while everyone else is dressed in fancy clothing), and ‘we’ will attempt to make each other jealous by openly flirting and potentially sleeping with other women. She then enters the party. My choices are now: a) go inside dressed like batman; b) try to find the party host and beg for a change of clothing. I chose a choice not given – c) leave. As in, I backed up to the previous pivot choice point (the only previous point – hence my impression that a huge amount of the book was now going to be closed to me) and choose to leave the party earlier – before Jeannie’s asinine suggestions.

Ran directly into someone from work and now I, the reader, am beginning to worry that none of these paths will work for me. But no, that was a nice path. Quite fun. The choices I made, the path I followed, was good enough, albeit short. So I initially gave the book a rating of 3.9 (okay, no I didn’t, I gave that one story path that rating – hence (apparently I’m using that word now a lot) my not actually rating the book when I initially put in my ‘words’ 2 or 3 days ago.

Two days after I completed my first successful path (and one aborted attempt); I dove back into the book. I shrugged and dove down the path I assumed would be closed to me, the ‘let’s make each other jealous’ path. And I completed three storylines down that direction – though I only went down the ‘beg for a change of clothing’ pivot point – and didn’t complete all the paths down that direction, and didn’t try any down the ‘enter the party dressed as batman’.

So I’ve ‘been with’ . . . potentially spoiler-y so (view spoiler)[1) go-go dancer fun time story; 2) Lara (well, one of the stories involving her); 3) Katherine; 4) Jeannie story lines (technically the Jeannie story is the ‘next morning’ story but it followed on the Katherine one in a ‘your story is done here or go to ‘next morning’’). (hide spoiler)]

Funny thing about GoodReads. After the first go through I’d have rated this book 3.9. After 5 go throughs I’d rate this book 4.5. An increase of 0.6 stars. Yet GoodReads still records that the same. As 4 stars. Because of their adamant refusal to have half stars. *shrugs* So . . . yet another 4 star book, eh? And fuck if it’s sitting on the same shelf as a book I rated 3.75 through 4.74 because obviously a book rated 3.75 stars is exactly the same level as a book rated 4.74 stars.

Rating: (3.9 + 4.6 + 4.6 + 4.4 = 17.5/4) = 4.375

March 1 2017




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Loveday by Kristy Flowers

Loveday
by Kristy Flowers
Pages: 267
Date: June 30 2015
Publisher: Self
Series: N/A

Review
Rating: 2 out of 5
Read: February 21 2016

My first story by this author. Another adult choose your adventure. Well, 'Interactive pick your path'. Not sure if it's choose your adventure yet.

There tend to be two types of 'interactive fiction'. The kind that has lots of 'choose A, B, C, or D', and the kind that has maybe three choices left up to the reader in the whole book. I prefer the many choices version. Guess I'll know shortly which kind I'm facing.

Okay, first off: yay, the 'you' is female. Secondly - historical fiction mixed with mystery/revenge/graphic sex. Let the fun begin . . . or something.

Hmms. So, not a 'you choose'. At least, so far, not a you book. Following, I am, Lena Sherwood. At least in the prologue. Maybe it become you later?

Wait. This is Victorian historical fiction. 1837 to 1901. First car in England - 1895. One of the people in the story was 'waiting by the car'. So, this would have to be set at some point between 1895 and 1901.

Right, so - the Blackwood family was expanding, aggressively. The Sherwood family was in their way. So, they invited them over and killed them. All except for Lena Sherwood and her brother. Saved by the driver, Thomas, those two. Who had taken, recently, in slipping into Lena's bed.

So far certain awkwardness in wording, and spelling. Using 'safe' instead of 'save.' Etc. Really really awkwardly worded. Bah.

Gah. So bloody wordy. And before I even got anywhere, despite everything that's happening, I kind of hate Lena. Was that the intention? Possibly.

So, my first choice came up. My choice was 'Continue'. Just that. Hmm. Yay? Naturally I choose . . . continue.

And now I hate Lena even more. Yeah, this is more of the second type of interactive novel. I'm not in control of anything. And now, trapped as I am, I'm forced to watch the moronic Lena make out the Butler so that she can get a position she stupidly made herself overqualified for. bah.

Ah, my second time able to make a 'choice'. This time there's actually options. Three options. Observe one of the three Blackwoods living at the estate. I decided to investigate the woman first.

Hmms. (1) Lena has mentioned that she's visited the place before; (2) her brillant undercover work consists of dying her hair and changing her name. hmms.

Bah, my distast for Lena continues. Also: "Lady Edith...do you do this all buy yourself?" - the mispellings keep pulling me out of the story. (As I'm sure my own mistakes are pulling people out of the review).

Third choice. Continue working with Edith, or go bug the other two. Naturally I continue with Edith.

Yeah, another choice. "click here to continue". Do I choose to click, or do I . . . stop reading the book? Oh, what should I do, what should I do . . ..

The sex is annoying. The choices are few. And I have no control. I'm bored.

'How unusual. I didn’t notice it yesterday, but Lady Edith was already working in the garden before I even came. This meant that she had woken up even earlier than the servants - how unusual. It wasn’t uncommon for members of nobility to sleep until noon.' (Kindle Locations 1981-1982). - This paragraph makes no sense to me. I just read the day before. And Lena/Summer working with Edith in the garden. And finding her there. Working. In the morning. Long before noon. And dirty. And stuff.

I was rendered speechless by what she said. I could have never imagined for a lady to say such words. (Kindle Locations 1985-1986). - this book is annoying me. Deeply.

Yeah, this was an annoying book.

February 21 2016

Lure of the Sirens: A Sci Fi Choose Your Own Erotic Story by Callista Hawkes

Lure of the Sirens: A Sci Fi Choose Your Own Erotic Story
by Callista Hawkes
Pages: 476
Date: April 22 2015
Publisher: Self
Series: N/A

Review
Rating: 4.0 out of 5.0
Read: February 20 to 21 2016

My second story by this author. First one was something like a 'parody', or an erotic version of a James Bond novel. This one specifically states that it was 'Inspired by Firefly, Serenity, Guardians of the Galaxy and Star Wars'.

So . . . let's see what we see, eh?

Story opens with 'you' entering a 'smoky, grimy, neon lit interior of ... [a] bar.' You are in/at at asteroid mining colony in the Altair system. Your ship is named 'the Eclipse.'

Hmms. And, yet again, the 'you' is a male. mmphs. Oh well.

Huh. Most of these 'choose your own adventure' stories have some ability to 'guess' what'll come next. The first batch of choices are just different types of drinks, or asking for information. mmphs. I decide to ask for information. Which leads to me mentioning that I'm looking for work and being tossed over to a guy named Crassus - the wealthiest Roman of all time. But wait, this one isn't a Roman, but some kind of lizard. Oops, there we go. I said 'some kind', now I learn that he has a 'iguana-like head'. So, iguana.

Ah. Getting a job to make a trip in three days instead of 'weeks'. Interesting.

So, apparently on your spaceship is a hot redheaded woman with green eyes. One who likes looking at you with contempt. hmms. 'I really should reprogram you Vanessa' . . . oh, some kind of robot or like. hmms.

Hmm. The sex scenes, at least the choices, are getting repetitive. Wait, what? I'm in the first one, how can they be repetitive? Well, repetitive if I include the prior book. My choices are 'bend her over and take her' or 'have her suck your cock'; my, where else have I been limited to those two choices? Oh! I know! The other book I read by this author.

By the way, since learning that Vanessa is a droid, I'm having these vague 'eww' feelings. Imagining it's the guy fucking C-3PO. eww. Yeah, I just can't do it. Back tracking to 'no, I'm not fucking the machine!' choice.

So, back to leaving the astroid colony. Whereupon I immediately deviate course to answer a distress call. Now I know I'll end up frozen by Jabba the Hutt *nods*.

So far the sex is kind of boring. Odd, that. I found it mildly entertaining in the other book. Maybe more than mildly.

I hate when there's a stupid choice that's made and I've no way to alter it. I mean, this is a 'choose your own adventure', right? bah. Tis stupid to split up on a creepy huge ship.

Hmms. Now it's turned into Space Balls.

Okay, now I've gone down every path. Sad to say, but I liked the other book more than this one. Still, it was interesting, even exciting in places. So, still a good read.

February 21 2016

Agent 69: Stroken, Not Stirred by Callista Hawkes

Agent 69: Stroken, Not Stirred
by Callista Hawkes
Pages: 371
Date: November 26 2015
Publisher: Self
Series: N/A

Review
Rating: 4.0 out of 5.0
Read: February 20 2016

Been a while since I read one of these erotic interactive stories. This one here is the first story I've read by this author. Let's see how good (or not) it is, eh?

Okay, so, I'm a British secret agent named James Hazard (eww, I'm a boy). So, going in I already know there's one strike against the book - it's a 'you' type book, and the main character is male. And I'm not male.

Okay, book opens with me, or 'you', falling through the sky towards the surface of the Atlantic Ocean. Luckily I have a parachute.

Okay, so, I've read enough to know what the first mission consists of - a 'Captain Frost' has (1) kidnapped the daughter of the USA President, and (2) stolen a nuclear submarine. Unable to use his own agents, fearing as he does insiders helping Frost, the president contacted the Brits. And the British PM sent you (well, someone over there sent you, I assume it wasn't literally the PM who messaged you to go. um. me. Messaged me? bah, 'you' books).

Okay, the first choice offered to me is odd. Maybe I missunderstood and I'm not supposed to try to save the president's daughter? bah, back to reading I go.

Well, that little adventure with the president's daughter was both unexpected and actually interesting. Interesting the story I found by always choosing to 'be a gentleman'. Course, that was just the opening scene. Not the whole story. Back to reading I go.

Well, based on everything up to here (opening mission, walking into a serect agent headquarters, seeing a pretty young secretary outside, flirting with her, before your meeting with N) - this is obviously a parody of 007.

Huh. And then the opening with N is almost exactly like the opening with M in the Bond series when M critized Bond's sexism and stuff. Weird, that. This is moving out of the realm of parody into the realm of plagarism.

I keep dodging the chooses which would lead to sex (what, sleep with the boss? eww), but I couldn't turn down the opportunity to flirt with Miss Meriweather (aka Miss Moneypenny). And a good time was had by all. So to speak. *nods*

Right. On to Vienna. And me doing spy stuff. To meet my 'From Russia with Love' Russian intelligence collegue.

Hmms. First time I had to retrace my steps. I like following a single story line to conclusion. Strange how easy the mission/story line ended. Ah well. Back a step and continue, eh?

“Surely not.” Hakan says. “Hugo Kruger is something of a philanthropist,donating millions to develop the townships in his native Johannesburg and elsewhere. He has been lauded throughout the world as a generous humanitarian. Perhaps someone else within his organisation.” (Kindle Locations 1867-1868). - um . . . it's long been the case in fiction and nonfiction that criminals, not all but most, put on a face of 'doing good'. So it always surprises me when this stupid little dynamic pops up over and over again. 'Oh, no! It can't be the super rich guy who likes giving money to charity!' (course by this logic, Bill Gates is a criminal mastermind, but let's not go there shall we?).

Well, it's all done. This actually was a lot more entertaining that other stories I've read that have attempted to add graphic sex to Bond stories.

February 20 2016

Cinderella Bared: An Erotic Fairy Tale Adventure by Colleen Chen

Cinderella Bared: An Erotic Fairy Tale Adventure
by Colleen Chen
Pages: 139
Date: February 14 2015
Publisher: Hot Pink Books

Review
Rating: 4.0 out of 5.0
Read: April 18 2015

Appears to be two diverging paths at the beginning with their own paths that branch off of them. One involves staying and doing chores at home. Other involves doing a chore that takes you outside.

The outside path appears to have two paths to follow. One path lead to an old woman/witch. Interesting enough but felt detached for the events. Another path lead to an exciting ride on a horse while being fingered and then finding a gorgeous woman in a box and pleasuring her awake. Fun. heh.

Inside path almost immediately has you humping a broom. Then a knock at the door with a solider. Who you play with. Quite exciting. The pathways that branch off from staying to do the inside chore are also interesting and exciting.

Actually, the only one that wasn't "exciting" was the first one I read with the old woman.

Correction. I decided to look at some of the other branching paths. There's one where you end up pleasuring your step-sister. Leave and head to the other. I don't like how you arrive there as if the prior scene never occurred. Or, to put another way, it's the same page you would turn to if you had snuck away instead of stayed to pleasure the step-sister. mmphs.

Your Point of View Fantasy 4 - Your Lesbian First Time (Your Point of View Fantasy #4) by Amanda Clover

Your Point of View Fantasy 4 - Your Lesbian First Time (Your Point of View Fantasy #4)
by Amanda Clover
Pages: 42
Date: February 14 2015
Publisher: Author

Review
Rating: 2.0 out of 5.0
Read: April 17 2015

hmms. I keep alternating from liking and disliking the stuff this author writes. First thing I read I gave 2 stars. Second thing I gave 5. Third, this story here, I gave 2.

Bah. I don't know. It might be the you thing. How the story is intended to use "you" to work the reader into the story. Problem is that I don't see myself at all in the lead character. 19 and obsessed with ass. With licking ass. I don't even remember 19 and the entire idea of being fixated on that area of the body somewhat removes me from erotic desires of all kinds. And so . . .. Oh, and then there's the student/teacher thing that was icky.

So, yeah. This be icky story.

Magic Beginnings
by Kayla Bashe
Pages: unknown
Date: June 30 2013
Publisher: Author
Series: Magical Girls Academy (First in the series)

Review
Rating: 2.5 out of 5 stars
Read: March 25 2015

Um, what the heck did I just read?

In terms of a "Choose your own adventure" type book, there were a little too many occasions wherein the choice was (1/1) go here. As in, the story just continued. But there was a hyperlink to click on to reach the continuation of the story.

In terms of a fantasy . . .. hmms. Not much background given, though some of the universe gets filtered into your brain. Sometimes in something like infodumps. Though they were interesting infodumps. Apparently in this universe there are these monsters that like to wander around attacking. By making people depressed, angry, etc. Occasionally by eating them. Humans are defended from these monsters by Magic Girls who become Magic Women. Who train at Magical Girls Academy.

In terms of LGBT . . .. Not actually sure what function the men serve in this society. The women are magical, at least the ones that are magical heh, have kids, and have lesbian partners. The men . . . um . . . farm? So, not only is lesbian activities allowed/accepted/etc., they are basically expected and maybe, though not directly stated in this book, required. So, that's the L in LGBT.

Last note: Seemed like a quick read but I have no idea how long the book actually was. No source, or at least here and Amazon, has information on the length of this book.

S.S. Sensuality by Olivia Lyons

S.S. Sensuality
by Olivia Lyons
Pages: 81
Date: May 20 2014
Publisher: Author

Review
Rating: 4.0 out of 5.0
Read: January 7 2015

Note: I originally forgot to include: this review is of an adult "choose your own adventure" type book. I.e., a book wherein every once in a while you are given a choice. You click on one link or another (or, sometimes, one of five choices) and then continue on in the story on the path you choose.

huh. There's some odd disconnect in the path I traveled. I mean, the path I went down Jenna basically didn't do anything and yet the text is now talking about that stuff "we" did. All that experimenting. Jenna experimented by sleeping. And reading a magazine. While I experimented with being a slut.

And then there's that "hadn't been with a woman before" comment. Well,that's true in the story. Also true that I still hadn't. Yet the text thinks I had. How'd I end up there? As I said, an odd disconnect. I was just going straight down the path. I didn't divert or double back or anything. The path lead me to one island and suddenly the boats heading back to Florida. There was mention of several islands were going to be visited. I only got to see one. :(

And I didn't like how the path I went down turned there at the disconnect. I didn't get any options to turn away from . . um . . I can't say or I add spoilers to review. mmphs. Bah. I say anyway. I'm given no choice about whether or not I hump 'Frank' and whether I not I then immediately 'give a show' and climb into bed with another woman and a man. What happened to me 'choosing' stuff? mmphs. I feel vaguely violated.

And then abrupt ending. mmphs. It was quite fun up until I got shuttled off to no choice land and then "The End". With text indicating I'd done stuff that I hadn't. mmphs. I was actually thinking of giving this one 4 stars until everything went off-track there.

Oh. heh. I thought I choose the slut path. Trying to figure out how I ended up where I ended up, I restarted. And I found not choosing the slut path lead down to a rather exciting little bdsm adventure that bumps this story up a star.

Infected by James Schannep

Infected
by James Schannep
Pages: 352
Date: December 11 2013
Publisher: Author

Review
Rating: 3.0 out of 5.0
Read: January 19 2014

An interesting concept.  An adult choose your own adventure story. With Zombies.  Unfortunately it was both a little bland an a little annoying.  It's annoying reading paragraphs wherein I am told what I am doing. Or at least you the reader. 'Distracted by her naked breasts, a zombie eats you.' (Not something that actually occurred;  no it was 'overcome by how good strawberries taste you eat a ton. Red juice slides down your face looking like blood. You start moaning.  A sound. You turn. Mouth drops open.  You are shot.')  Mmphs.

It was not outright stated but there is strong indication that the 'you' character is male.

ETA: Oh, and I did survive.  I also died about three or four times.