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The boy from the “right” side of the
tracks, Paul Loughton is thirty-eight years old and the
mayor of small town Prestonville. He’s also currently
practicing law in his father’s law firm. Descendent of the
small town founding family, raised with a holier-than-thou
attitude, Paul was his high school team football captain and
had any girl he desired. Paul’s been attending the five,
ten, fifteen year high school reunions, but the twenty year
anniversary has him nervous and excitable, as Paul knows
Randy Martin is attending this year’s event. Desires and
longings Paul has deeply suppressed are resurfacing as the
event approaches.
The boy from the “wrong” side of the
tracks, Randy Martin, is President of the Research and
Development Division of Info Tech and highly successful in
the Information Technology field. Randy was known in High
School as the “boy who didn’t like girls” and attends the
reunion driving his Mercedes S550 and wearing his Rolex
watch.
In Past Lies, Paul and
Randy reunite and the friendship that “never was”, ignites
with passion. Even more surprising, Paul and Randy find
themselves on a journey of sexual discovery and trust,
allowing hot sexual kinks and games into their love play.
The deception and hiding of their relationship begins to
endanger Paul and Randy’s steamy romance. Paul is not out
to his family, friends, or the small town community. Randy
on the other hand, is openly gay, but not to his mother. At
the risk of blackmail and betrayal from Paul’s ex-fiancée,
potential disinheritance from Paul’s’ homophobic father, and
public outing of their gay relationship, Paul and Randy must
decide their futures. At first, I was surprised by the
intensity, quickness, number of secret trysts between Paul
and Randy, but the progression of the story in Past
Lies, with the development of character and conflict
kept my interest.
Past Lies is a hot read with a different twist
to the high school reunion of past romance “could have been”
relationships. I especially enjoyed Paul’s mother southern
charm and kick-ass backbone, made-of-steel attitude
delivered with graceful personality. |