Jim's had his ups and downs in life; a parent at sixteen, an orphan at eighteen and a widower at twenty-four. Now, at thirty-five, he's a proud father, a successful businessman and a trusted neighbour. That last one might not be for much longer, mind. Something to do with his, ahem, unusual relationship with the girl next door.
That would be Jadie. She's heartbreakingly cute, disarmingly funny and fearsomely intelligent. Having grown up with internet access and all that entails, she's also preternaturally knowledgeable - not to mention utterly uninhibited - about sex. In short, she's the nineteen-year-old that every modern man secretly fantasises about. And Jim's been head-over-heels in love with her since that rainy afternoon eight months ago when she 'lost' her house keys and ended up in his bed.
Since they've been together, Jim's come to expect the unexpected. Even so, he didn't expect to find her quite so insatiable when he went round to see her earlier on. He definitely didn't expect Bethan and Emily to turn up and catch them, ah, in flagrante on the kitchen table. And, well, he would never in a million years have expected Jadie to invite the two girls to stay and... watch.
Is Jadie just not thinking straight because she's horny? It wouldn't be the first time. Or is she, once again, two steps ahead of Jim; that ferocious intellect of hers combining with her fierce love for him to take their relationship to places he could never have imagined?
Picking up where Indecent Descent left off, An Unexpected Entry tells the story - in Jim's unique, luridly-explicit way - of another episode in his life where everyday reality and unlikely fantasy seem to have gotten mixed up. Veering unpredictably from the naively-romantic to the filthily-erotic, it's an amusing, arousing and deliciously frustrating love story; a tale of sex and devotion in the modern, connected world where, to Jim, it seems like it can be all-too-easy to end up knowing too much.
About the Author
Um… I’m not filling in a proper bio for obvious reasons. I’ve changed enough details in the book to hide the identities of all involved, so I’m hardly going to give it all away here instead, am I? But I suppose there’s a few things I could say that won’t give the stalkers any more clues. So, Indecent Descent is my first book. My only book. My last book. Definitely. Not. Writing. Another one. Right? Well, yeah, that’s what I thought last year when I finished it. I mean, it wasn’t like it was ever even meant to be a book anyway; it was just me writing stuff down to try and make sense of the insensible. But then, somehow, I started filling in the dialogue from my weirdly vivid memories; playing with different words to find the ones which could most accurately describe what was happening and… well, then it ended up being the sprawling, self-indulgent, meandering journey that ultimately became Indecent Descent. The thing is, since I finished it, I’ve found I actually kind of miss that whole process of turning randomly scattered journal notes into something that vaguely resembles a readable account. I thought I was going to stop writing that journal as well but, strangely, I realised it had become quite addictive and I still do it. It actually helped – still helps – to deal with the craziness of my life. So, yeah, maybe there’ll be a few more episodes one day. I don’t know. We’ll have to see. But one thing’s for certain; there’ll be no shortage of material, given the continuation of my life as ridiculous-fantasy-become-reality. No shortage at all. Whatever. Never mind the future. I can’t quite believe that other people – you – are now actually reading all this stuff that I wrote. And, in a few cases, paying for it, too. That’s so amazing. Unexpected. I feel oddly humbled by the process. Anxious, too. You know; I want you to at least get *some* enjoyment from your dollar. More than that, I guess; I hope you find at least one part which makes you smile. Jadie hopes so, too. She likes making people smile. She’s pretty good at it in real life – I hope that comes across in the book, too. Speaking of Jadie, she's highly amused at the fact it's now been published and all you strangers are reading about us. At least… I hope you’re strangers. I definitely hope you’re not Kiera. Or Becky or Jess or Madison, for that matter. That could be awkward. Yeah, probably best not to think about that possibility too much… Anyway, Jadie says now it sort of feels like people are watching us when we’re together. She knows that makes no sense but I kinda know what she means. It's not a bad thing. If you’ve read the book, you know how much she likes to watch, herself. But since then, she’s discovered she rather likes being watched, too. And, truth be told, I have too. Poor Bethan. She came home from uni at Christmas, popped over to see Jadie - her old friend from school - and ended up seeing rather more than she expected. That first time was an accident. The second time when Caitlyn came over… not so much. Yeah, like I said; no shortage of material for any future episodes…