He's a resurrected World War 2 vet. They're... any fertile woman within reach of his pheromones. Philip Young's consciousness has been recycled into an alien-enhanced body designed to rapidly breed a more evolved wave of humanity. Every woman who gets him in bed (or any other flat surface!) finds herself swelling rapidly with a belly full of eggs, which other women in turn impregnate themselves with.
Progenitor 4 picks up after Progenitor 3 (Ep1 author notes cover how to read P1 and P2 with KU)
As my stories suggest, I live in a large city on America's west coast. I'm gainfully employed at a large, faceless corporation, and live with my wife and several adorable pets. Like any super hero, I write at night and keep my alter ego shielded from the public.
I've been writing science fiction off and on since my teens, but either couldn't finish stories due to writer's block, or they were fan fiction and thus unpublishable. Then one day I picked up the keyboard again, got frustrated with a block, and just wrote a sex scene. It was a spectacular one, and once it was over I learned that this was a genre I could actually write stories in. That was a bit of a tough self-revelation for me.
Eventually though, the two halves of my author persona came to an uneasy truce: the erotica writer in me actually writes, while the more traditional author hovers over his shoulder begging for my stories to have "real" content.\