No one knows where the sex gates have come from. Some think God. some think Aliens. It really doesn't matter. They have the whole world in an uproar.
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THE SEX GATES, by Darrell Bain & Jeanine Berry is now available as an e-book in several formats at http://double-dragon-ebooks.com/
Look under science fiction. Put the kids to bed before looking at the cover.
Is it sexy? Yes? Is there more to it than sex? Definitely, yes!
What if: You could change your old body for a young one by stepping through a gate?
What if: You could cure all illnesses by stepping through a gate?
The catch: You change your sex, too!
And what if: Some people simply disappear while trying?
What would you do?
The Sex Gates are here. No one knows where they came from. Half the population loves them The other half thinks they are abominations. Scientists are studying them. Cults are forming over them. Violence surrounds them. And every society in the world is in an uproar.
Read the first chapter at http://double-dragon-ebooks.com/ and you’ll be hooked.
That scream was a startled soprano voice. It came from the other side of the arch. Some other woman, as frightened as Rita, was losing control
That thought lasted only a second. The voice came again, louder and shriller, with an overtone of horrified surprise “My God! What’s happened to me? My God! Lee! Russell! Where are you?”
Russell and I both bolted around to the other side of the arch. On edge, it was less than ten feet wide. Three or four quick steps and we were around the corner. Russell pulled to a hasty halt and I ran full tilt into him.
My momentum knocked us both to the ground. I rolled over and found myself flat on my back staring up at a totally naked woman. She stood a foot away from my head, her legs spread apart as if she needed all the support she could get to stay standing. Her head was bent and she was clutching both her breasts, staring at them as if they were two strange parasites suddenly attached to her body. A mass of curly brown hair blew around her shoulders.
I stared, fascinated. It wasn’t her nudity that grabbed my attention, as you might expect, but the horror-struck expression on her face. She raised her head, looking bewildered, like a child too young to understand who had just caught a glimpse of her distorted reflection in a funhouse mirror.
“My God!” Her hands left her breasts and began scrabbling through the bushy triangle of brown hair between her thighs in a frantic search. As she looked down, she noticed me lying at her feet.
“Lee! What’s happened to me?” Her voice broke. Suddenly she moaned and hunched up, trying to cover both breasts and pubic area with her arms and hands.