Turner is handcuffed to a chair while a rogue female cop tries to find out where his stash of drugs is hidden. Specifically, she's looking for his stash of Interrobang, a new party drug that has been unleashed onto the streets and clubs of Gold City, Nevada. The cop doesn't suspect that she's already been dosed, and Turner doesn't suspect that he'll be next, and neither one of them has a clue that this interrogation is going to be quickly turned into something else entirely.
It started on December 21, 2012, in the sky over Mexico. Tens of thousands of feet in the air, there was a bright flash of light, and a glowing miles-wide disc of energy appeared. Minutes later, something emerged: the head of a snake-like creature nearly filled the portal’s huge diameter. The head was followed by a body, which was followed by more body. On and on, a giant serpent flowed out of the portal, snaking its way through the sky. Humanity took notice, and world-wide panic took place. Airplanes were grounded, and the whole planet waited to see what would happen next. The seemingly endless Serpent ignored humanity’s attempts at communication and violence, and its flight around the globe was uninterrupted. Eventually, the Serpent reached its destination: the other side of the very portal that it emerged from, completing the circle it began. When the Serpent’s head touched the glowing disc, a blinding flash of fire covered the entire planet. When the flames finally disappeared, they took the Serpent and the portal with it, and that was the only thing that they seem to have affected. The rest of the world appeared to be unscathed. It took some time, but soon the truth started becoming apparent: the Serpent might have gone, but it left something behind. People across the planet started manifesting strange, superhuman powers and abilities that seemed to break the laws of physics. These abilities soon came to be known as “The Serpent’s Gifts.”
The early years of my life were very productive, spent learning how to drool, grasp, cry, and eventually to crawl, toddle, and even walk. After that, I managed to muck around a bit, not really getting anywhere for the next forty years or so, at which point I realized that I had to either WRITE or to slowly die. I have very few areas of expertise, few areas where I have spend consistent years of hard study and diligent reading, and sex just happens to be one of those areas. Ergo, I write erotica. I hope that it will soon be as profitable as it is fun. If you like my work, spread the word!