In the future, clones of famous celebrities can be purchased for sexual pleasure. The clones are expensive and come with a list of rules clients must always keep in mind. You particular model is limited to a specific geographic range to avoid two clones of the same person accidentally running into each other. The clones are for sexual purposes only. And, whatever you do, you must not fall in love with it.
Brad, lonely after his long-time lover passes away, decides to splurge on the best CelebriSex, Inc., has to offer. A clone of the iconic James Dean is a dream come true. His new toy is great, but before long he finds himself dangerously close to breaking the cardinal rule of clones.
This story started out great, yet read like a teaser for a longer novel. If this had been a free story, I might not have been as put out, but it costs 2.99. Let's just say, I thought I had an incomplete file the way the story was cut off before anything happened or was explained, just as the story was starting and then... nothing.. wtf?
Without doubt this short story is well written and fascinating, but it’s a dark fascination; in a near future, you can buy clones of your favourite “dead” actors as sex toy. Brad, a gay widower, decides the best way to heal from the broken heart due to his partner’s death is to satisfy his teenager crush for James Dean, and so that is his gift to himself. The clone is perfect, everything Brad was hoping and then more, but of course people around him are jealous of his new toy, and they will do everything to break his bubble.
There is really nothing in the few pages of this story that could lead the reader to imagine the ending, but in a way, I was not surprised about it. Maybe it’s the writing style, sexy but dry, for sure not sweet; or maybe it’s a “silent” tone, it was like while I was reading, a sad tune was playing in the background. In a way or the other, if you are a tender heart, be careful of this author, it’s for sure not for the ordinary romance reader. But if you want your story with a bite, even if a bittersweet bit, than Michael Willhoite is one author to consider.
It was weird, but I was going along with it okay, though I started to wonder if I had the whole book or just the teaser for a longer one, and then it suddenly ended in a ball of flame. WTF?