Synopsis

This is a fast moving racy love story with adult content involving an older man who becomes besotted with a young modern woman.

Kaitlynn Gutteridge (21) was born in Perth, Western Australia, but has lived with her mother, stepfather and half brothers in Los Angeles most of her life. She has returned to Perth to see her natural father, Tom Hawkins, before he dies from lung cancer and alcoholism.

Having decided to stay in Perth for a while, she gets a job as office junior at Cockcroft Timber Yard, which is owned by a pleasant multi-millionaire Englishman, George Cockcroft (53), a bachelor.

Kaitlynn has a susceptibility to addictive things like cigarettes, drink, drugs and sex but she cannot necessarily cope with the side-effects.

During a trip to a nightclub, Kaitlynn meets Nathan, a handsome bad boy, and becomes besotted. They start dating but fall out when she cannot keep a liaison when her father is taken into hospital.

George has to attend a ball at the Royal Tanganyika Yacht Club but has no escort. As she has nothing better to do, Kaitlynn offers her services and goes with him. Much to her surprise, she enjoys herself and then volunteers to crew for him the following day in a dinghy race, they ending up having a pleasurable time.

Romance blossoms and soon they are heading towards a long term relationship – but troubled waters are ahead.

EXCERPT

      A mouthful of beer was followed by a lungful of fumes, and so it went on.
Lenny popped a white tablet into his mouth and swallowed, asking if she wanted
anything else as he had some Es, but she heard herself dreamily say, “Not
tonight. I’m already high.” 

      It was past midnight and she was feeling detached from the planet’s
surface. Lenny pulled her close, squeezing her tight, hands rubbing her
buttocks, pushing his thigh hard against her crutch.

      “You want to root?” his faraway voice asked.

      “What sort of root, ginger or carrot?” She vaguely wondered if she had
missed some part of the conversation. 

      “Nah! You Yanks don’t you know nothing. You want to fuck?” Lenny was
already pulling down his zipper and had lifted her short skirt to get his free
hand into her panties.

      Her brain made her mouth automatically ask, “You got a rubber?”

      “Nah, never use ’em. They’re like wearing an overcoat in the summer.”

      “Oh, I have some in my bag … we should use one,” Kaitlynn vaguely
advised, but made no effort to get one.

      Lenny held his penis in his left hand and pulled her panties to one side
with the other. Without hesitation, he pushed home, pulling her tight to his
manly body, she putting her arms about his neck. They went into a slobbery
open-mouthed kiss. Spinning her around, he laid her onto the bonnet of a car,
pushing in and out of her energetically. She was floating, of that she was
certain. He, grunting, shot inside her. Quickly pulling out, he wiped his piece
upon her skirt before zipping up his flies. 

      Wow, is that it, she wondered to herself in her narcotic daze?