Now, I’m not sure there’s such a category. But I just finished Vicki Hendricks’ three short stories in the Kindle edition of
“Dangerous Sex,” ($0.99), and that’s what I’m calling it.
There’s
“Be Very Afraid,” in which a house party of women taken out their frustrations on a horny cable guy.
“Penile Infraction” isn't a penalty in a football game. It's story involving a female bodybuilder with – how can I put this delicately? – a body part enhanced by steroids. Okay, it's her clitoris, which she uses to inflict pleasure and pain on her boyfriend. And in
“Tender Fruit,” a middle-aged woman teaches a younger man some hard lessons.
The writing is sharp and funny, the tone sexy and at times violent, the underlying theme packed with feminine empowerment.
I’ve been a fan of Vicki Hendricks ever since her highly-praised debut novel,
“Miami Purity.” These short stories are a timely reminder of just how good a writer she is.
Paul Levine