Jesse Quinn

How & Where He Belongs Jesse Quinn

James is at a dead end in his life. His children are all out of the nest, he is unmarried and unattached and without personal or professional commitments or even prospects. Surfing porn websites one day, a pop-up box appears and a sex researcher invites him to participate in a study that will change his life forever . . . and for the better. James' life had suddenly come to a screeching dead-end. Marital status: Recently divorced from his second wife on favorable terms - no alimony. Children: After 35 years of continuous parenting, the last one finally in university with a full scholarship and working part-time. The other two are in careers with families which meant they would not be coming home to live "in the basement" or borrow money anytime soon. James' Career: $55,000/year with full benefits for 40 hours/week of his time in retail. Not great but sufficient for his needs. Women: No current girlfriends. Health: Physically active, often mistaken for being in his 40's, not the 60 years he had now spent on the planet; not on any medications. Living situation: Nice apartment on a month-to-month lease. On that first morning of his vacation, James had entered a new search term, "houseboy" in Literotica.com and was reviewing the list of the dozens of erotic stories that had that phrase in them when something unexpected occurred. A chat box opened up and a simple message appeared: Jeanne: I am a sex researcher and have access - on an anonymous basis - to the searches done on Literotica.com as part of my studies and saw your recent search. Would you be willing to take an anonymous questionnaire to aid me in my research? I assure you, I have no idea of who you are nor do I have the ability to track your identity. Stunned but curious, James thought for a moment. He was already sexually aroused and the idea of chatting with a woman named Jeanne was enticing. Sure, "Jeanne" was probably a 300 pound dude but sex is mostly fantasy anyway, so it was easy for James to quiet the alarm bells going off and write back: James: OK. What do you want me to do?