I was in Hawaii for a brief vacation a couple months ago, and various cafes, acai bowl shops, and juice bars proudly proclaimed on their travel mugs and tote bags: Earth Day Every Day. Which is easy to remember when you live in paradise, with plumeria trees and coconut palms swaying in the tropical breeze. The rest of us often need more frequent reminders to love and care for this planet we all share.
Everything we do – our mere existence – has an impact on the environment. The trick is to make choices to minimize our impact, or help alleviate it. Species (including our own) are threatened daily by loss of habitat and natural resources. So thoughtful individuals ask themselves, “What can I do?”
One of my all-time favorite erotica authors, Patient Lee, was inspired by that question. Monarch butterflies, much admired for their beauty and incredible migration, are at risk. This article from 2014 gives a good overview of the monarch problem: https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/wonk/wp/2014/01/29/the-monarch-butterfly-population-just-hit-a-record-low-heres-why/?utm_term=.8b3c6e59c01e
Patient Lee says: “Depletion of milkweed is only one of the factors contributing to the decline in the monarch population, but it is the one factor individual people can do something about. If we plant milkweed in our gardens, we can replace some of the plants lost to farming.” And if we CAN do something, then we SHOULD. And must.
If you wonder how diminishing butterfly population could possibly be made into a sexy story, then you are in for a pleasant surprise. Milkweed & Gossamer is one of the most extraordinary, romantic stories I have read in a while. It’s a page-turner, but also thoughtful, bringing up questions we’ve all considered when grappling with the pressures of family, work, school, and a new relationship. There’s also a fun little surprise… but I won’t give everything away!
Whether you’re looking to laugh, cry, or fall in love, this story will deliver. Here’s just a little peek of what you’re gonna get:
During the second week, Carlos and Josh strung the white lights over the party pavilion in preparation for the outdoor party season.
“Yeah, this place is, like, number one for parties for little girls now. They all wear their fairy wings and come party with the butterflies,” Carlos said. “It’s more popular than the bowling alley and the roller-skating rink.”
“What are the lights for? They have these kids’ parties at night?” Josh asked.
“No. It’s a whole different crowd at night. The butterfly house closes at four, but they’ve turned it into a place for all kinds of parties—wine tastings, pig roasts, weddings. You’ll see.”
Josh was climbing the step ladder when the blonde who had given him the hard-on the other day walked into the pavilion. He stumbled a bit when he realized it was the same girl. “Who is that?” He asked in a low tone.
“Hey, Milkweed,” Carlos called. “Come over here. Josh wants to meet you.”
“No! Hey! You didn’t have to call her over,” Josh stage-whispered as she approached.
“Josh, I guess you don’t remember Scott’s little sister, Jaime,” Carlos said. “Jaime, this is Josh. He used to work here when you were still in a training bra.”
“Thanks, Carlos,” she said dryly. “Thanks for pointing that out.”
“Jaime. Holy shit,” Josh said. “You grew up.”
“Yeah. I did,” she said. Josh could tell by the look on her face that she thought he was a few sandwiches short of a picnic.
“I’m sorry. I just . . . Wow,” he said.
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she said. “Sorry, guys. I gotta go shop for a dress for my party next week.”
She turned and left, once again causing Josh’s cock to stiffen a bit as he watched her ass moving away from him.
“You heard the boss,” Carlos said. “She’s off-limits.”
“Yeah,” Josh said, shaking his head. “Off-limits.” He reached for the lights and then stopped. “Why did you call her Milkweed?”
“Everybody calls her that,” Carlos said. “She’s obsessed with saving the monarchs.”
“Saving the monarchs . . . you mean the butterflies? Aren’t there, like, tons of them?”
“Not as many as there used to be, I guess. That whole greenhouse in the back is milkweed she planted to give away.”
“Why would anyone want to plant weeds?” Josh said.
“The monarchs need the milkweed. It’s her graduation project. Just watch yourself. If she gets an opportunity, you’ll get the whole lecture,” Carlos said. “Twice if you’re alone.”
“I’m not sure she’d want to be alone with me. I didn’t make a very good first impression.”
“Well, it’s probably better that way. Mr. Yaple would fire your ass if he found the two of you alone and your pants were sticking out like that.” He gestured toward Josh’s fly. “And Scott would kick your ass after Mr. Y fired it.”
“Scott is hyper-protective of her.” Josh shook his head. “I don’t get it. Did something happen before?”
“Personally, I think he can’t get a date, so he doesn’t want his little sister dating.”
“He always had girlfriends in high school.”
“Yeah. He was actually engaged for a couple months, too. I think the girl got sick of his ‘waiting until marriage’ philosophy, though.” Carlos grinned. Josh couldn’t tell whether or not he was kidding. “Now c’mon. Back on the fuckin’ ladder. We gotta finish this.”
I know, it’s SO good! And the rest is even better.
Author D.E. Vice says: “This story […] managed to be sweet while also showing just the smallest bit of teeth, like a quick, teasing kiss, sandwiched in the middle of a grinding day. The characters were likeable, almost adorable, and your dialogue was exceptional. Unpredictability is a trait I admire as well, and your tale provided that. It was a pleasure to read and left me with a warm, fed but still hungry feeling—satisfied but never sated. Sexy and succulent.”
Yeah, I can’t add anything to that. You’re going to want to buy this one, plain and simple!