Al Daltrey

Title ~ Pain 

Series ~ Pleasure Pain or Purpose: Book Two

Genre ~ Erotica Romance


“That’s the thing about sex. It can mean the world to one person and nothing to the other.” 

-Biljana Stevens
Billie continued her trek to exotic countries with the hope of healing from the loss of her one true love. Her journey takes her to a lesbian bar in Chile, a Shibari Master in Japan, and a tantric sex guru in India. 

But does it help?

Jasmin is torn between two men. A heavily connected mobster, fresh out of prison, and her mild mannered boss, the consummate professional. What will win out, the desire for insatiable pleasure or true love? 

Will she even have a choice?
Vicky had it all. The perfect husband, a great job, and beauty. Until cracks in the foundation appear. Mistrust, betrayal, twists in the road. 

Could it get any worse?

Life goes on for the three best friends as they navigate incredible highs and crippling lows. 

There is pleasure, at times very kinky pleasure, and there is pain. 
The only constant is their undying friendship.


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Billie wasn’t in Miami for more than a month before she knew she had to move away again. She still felt in need of new scenery. But where to next? She mulled on it for a few days, but nothing jumped out. Jasmin had suggested Alaska, but Billie wasn’t in the mood for somewhere so cold. Then it hit her. She remembered a conversation with David, and it provided the exact inspiration she was looking for! 
Oh, how she wished she could talk to him, but of course, she couldn’t. Instead, she did the only thing she could do, and went down to his burial site to connect with him. This wasn’t the first time that Billie visited David’s grave, but it was rare for her to do so. At the time of his death, she would have preferred to have him cremated, but David’s mother, a staunch Catholic, was adamant that her son have a traditional burial. Billie had conceded. It wasn’t that important to her. David was dead. That was all that really mattered at the time.
Yet now, almost four years later, she found herself glad that she let David’s mother have her way at the time. Billie was glad there was a place she could go to speak to his spirit. So much had happened since her last visit. Besides, she wanted to tell him her idea.
The Mount Pleasant Cemetery was a beautiful peaceful place with big oak trees lining each row of headstones. It was apparent that family members came by often as many of the sites were adorned with fresh-cut flowers. The grass was well manicured and the leaves cleaned up regularly. She drove there in her rental car and wiped away tears before even stepping out of the vehicle. Toughen up, she told herself.
When she got to his headstone, she sat down in the grass beside it. It was a warm sunny day with a light breeze, and the grass was free of any residual morning dew. She got comfortable with her legs crossed, and with no one in the vicinity, she decided to speak out loud.
“Hey sweetheart. I brought you my favorite flowers. I know you were never into flowers, so I brought you the ones you used to buy for me. Fresh daisies for you, my love. Don’t roll your eyes at me. How’s life in heaven? Can you see me from up there? I try to be strong for you. Some days if I think you might be watching down on me, I make sure not to cry. I know you hated seeing me cry. I wish I knew if you were watching me.


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