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Item One: Divorced man seeks female roommate for companionship. Cash Nicholson isn't looking for a girlfriend, but he wants to come home to someone after a bad day at work. Item Two: Single mother needs apartment. Jade Robertson is desperate, and her best friend's couch just isn't going to cut it anymore.

Only through blood can the deepest redemption be found. He was born to ascend. He was destined to lead. He was never meant to fail. Prophet Cain lies broken and defeated on the floor of his cell. A cell he has been thrown into by the one person who was supposed to stand by his side until the end. His flesh and blood, his only companion. His beloved twin brother.

Nancy Friday's groundbreaking books My Secret Garden and Forbidden Flowers offered an unprecedentedly detailed and honest look at the inner fantasy lives of ordinary women. In Women on Top, Friday returns to this topic, collecting detailed sexual fantasies from over 150 contemporary women from diverse backgrounds. Based on intimate personal interviews and letters, this book updates the conversation opened in her earlier works on women's sexual fantasies, detailing how women's erotic lives have changed over the past few decades - and remained the same.

This is the better-than-ever sequel to My Secret Garden, the first time in print that American women told their most honest sexual fantasies without apology or shame. Daring, explicit, and straight from the heart, Nancy Friday got thousands of women to tell her what they'd never confided to their best friends, lovers, or husbands - every secret that women didn't know they could say out loud. A brilliant cast brings to life women from every walk of life and region to tell women's erotic life as it really is.

I’m dying. I can feel the life begin to fade from me. My body, which has been tortured for days, perhaps even weeks - I don’t even know anymore - will give up soon. And all I want to do is think about her. That smile. The sweet taste of her lips. The little sounds she made as she gave me the most precious thing any woman could give a man. The love in her eyes in the afterglow. She was mine then. And I would forever be hers. “Jos,” I groaned, letting the first tear leak from my eyes.