Six Flavours of Sin

If you catch her young enough you can mold her, recreate her, break her.



This is not a love story. She really wanted it to be, but life has a habit of planting the naive in the crosshairs of vindictive predators. Trust is misplaced when a woman with a childhood history drenched in domestic trauma can't recognise the damage Gary will do to her because she's too blinded by his glorious hotness.



Too young to have earned wisdom this is her journey from stupid and immature, to jaded and faded. He recreates her into the blow up doll of his dreams and she lets him ruin her, over and over again, until she has nothing left to lose. She is his lap dancer, his whore, his experiment. Losing her identity the only thing she cares for is Gary's next reaction, desperate to please him, crawling over the shards of her broken heart in the hopes, that tonight, he'll love her.