Jinkie Jenkins, Interstellar Sex Reporter: The Story on Durango 3 Now on Smashwords

 

You can get the novella here for $1.99

Da blurb:

"I'm going to be a WHAT? A sex reporter? And my beat is going to be WHAT?”

Those are the first words of newly hired reporter Jinkie Jenkins, right out of journalism school, when her editor, Grabthar Assurilogan of the Interstellar Inquirer, put her on the Sylphs of Space beat, aka the sex beat. Jinkie was outraged. She wanted to cover the crime beat, specifically, she wanted to investigate the most exciting story in the Human Quadrant, the kidnapping of an entire planet.

But Assurilogan insisted that she was on the sex beat, take it or leave it, and Jinkie was a reporter, darn it, so she took the sex beat, even though she was from a planet where women were encouraged not to think about sex, much less have sex, prior to marriage. And since moving offplanet, she had stayed true to her planet's sex values, or tried to.

Yet here she was, a sex reporter, and on the Sylphs of Space beat, yet!

Sylphs were a popular cultural phenomenon on most planets, sex-positive, submissive women who liked playing at being sex slaves and other things. And thanks to advanced nanotech that let them shape their bodies and minds to suit their desires, play they did. Bound and gagged and chained and collared, they played with gusto at pleasure. People were fascinated by the doings of sylphs and the people who played with them, which is why they were a staple of sex reporting.

On her first assignment, Yahoo City on the rural planet of Durango 3, Jinkie will find all sorts of people. There will be her local guide Pea Eye the woman wrangler, the most masculine man she has ever met. There will be hotmeat, the wise sylph. There will be hucow stampedes and barroom brawls. And there will be her editor Grabthar, harrying her via interstellar holograms about the chaos that Jinkie leaves in her wake as she covers the sex lives of cowboys, hucows and ponygirls on Durango 3.

Can innocent and chaste Jinkie cover the story of of this wild women of outer space without being overwhelmed by the libidinous promptings of her long-stifled sex urges? And will Jinkie ever make any progress in breaking the planet kidnapping story open?

You'll just have to read this lighthearted, sexy space opera to find out. It's a little over 23,000 words. If you're looking for a funny science fiction novella set in an interstellar empire where human beings use nanotech to alter their bodies and minds to suit their fun, kinky sexual urges, you've found it!

This book is part 1 of the Jinkie Jenkins, Interstellar Sex Reporter trilogy. Stay tuned for Part 2: Jinkie Jenkins on Sexquest Station.

Riverbeast: The Gambler Now On Sale On Amazon

The sixth and final installment of Book One of the Riverbeast series is now on sale. Happily ever time? You betcha! Click here to get the book!
The final installment of the first book of the Riverbeast series is out, I hope it meets or exceeds all expectations. Especially sales expectations! But also, expectations of anyone who has liked the other books in the series. Here's the official precis:

Trapped in the notorious Hole in the Bluff Saloon after she is sold as a runaway slave girl to the saloon owner by riverboat pirate Bart Fink, Constance Harlee finds herself forced to live the life of a saloon girl. She expected it to be a hard life, serving outlaws so wicked that in many towns they would soon find themselves hanged for their crimes. But what she never expected was that she would fall in love with one of the customers! This book is over 19,000 words long.

Now there's a very nice and lengthy erotic bondage scene, also an intense whipping scene followed by public sex, humiliation and slapping around. There's also a catfight, not really a lesbian catfight as it's the point where Constance finally breaks down under all the mistreatment she has experienced and tries to strangle one of the other saloon girls. There's also a gunfight and well ... other things which I'll save for a surprise.

I had a lot of fun researching this book. I tried to keep things as authentic as I could. Little things like lighting ... I found out that in 1820 whale oil lamps were in common use for lighting except among the very poor who had to make do with candles. Or the sanitary facilities on steamboats ... turns out, they used chamber pots and had communal showers. At the same time, they had very luxurious accommodations and traveling barbers and generally were the high life for the upper deck passengers, not so much so for passengers on the lower deck. (There were no below decks quarters, steamboats had a very shallow draft as you might expect, given the fact that the Mississippi could get very shallow indeed in places, and the locations of shoals tended to change with seasonal storms.)

The real Mississippi riverboatmen are not the unremitting bastards of Bart Fink's crew as portrayed in this book. They were a wild lot: they fought, they drank, and their lives were often short. But they were not outlaws, per se, and the sort of treatment Constance endured in the story is not what you would expect from them. But you have to figure a scumbag like Bart Fink would attract the worst of the worst. I also seriously doubt that prostitutes traveled on riverboats paying their fare in sexual favors, but I liked having the chance to contrast Constance's treatment with that of the prostitutes, so I got all unhistorical.

The Hole in the Bluff Saloon is VERY loosely based on the Cave in the Rock outlaw hideout, and Davey is VERY loosely based on an infamous outlaw who ran a tavern near there whose specialty was killing visitors to his tavern and taking the money they had too much of. Federal troops did raid the real Hole in the Rock outlaw hideout (it was not in fact a saloon) without success on several occasions. It was apparently a very well situated hideout, it was in use for decades. But it was also not on the Mississippi River, so good thing I changed the name to protect the guilty, eh?

I won't tell you what gambler Big Al is very loosely based on, except that it is not Bat Masterton.

Constance is not based on any historical or fictional character, I totally made her up. However, there is historical precedent for Costance's story. Historically, slaves were worth enough money that there was a lucrative trade in kidnapping freed black people in the North and selling them in the South. There were SOME cases where the bounty hunters kidnapped white people who happened to have dark skin and sold them as slaves. They were rare, but they did occur.

And of course the whole issue of "white" and "black" was not nearly as black as white as it was made out to be. There were free people living in the North who had a great deal more black ancestry than many enslaved people in the South. Particularly, attractive young women known as "octoroons" (people with 1/8 black ancestry) were popular in brothels because many of them looked very white indeed, and could eaily have "passed" for white people ... because, for all practical purposes, they WERE white people. It was only the racism and bigotry of the times that made the term meaningful, which is why you don't hear it much nowadays.

Constance, with her black hair and Mediterranean bronzed skin, was in fact entirely of what they would have called "white" ancestry at the time, but Fink and Davey realized that she looked blacker than some octoroons, and could easily be passed off as such. I don't have any idea if this ever happened historically, but it's certainly well within the bounds of possibility.

And if the book sneakily gets the message across that race is a very arbitrary divide and treating people differently on the basis of it rather than their actual character makes very little sense ... well, that's a win ... in my book.

Riverbeast: The Saloon

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