“Passional Interlude-Erotic Anthology”

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Passionate Inter


This anthology includes three books of the author relating to interracial relations. The works belong to the genre of erotic romance and noir novel.
Valentina-Psychological Romance:A young man has stormy sexual relations involving twisted episodes of erotic sadomasochistic character. An Afro-Colombian immigrant girl will do whatever it takes to conquer and pull him out of his situation.

Cristelle-Erotic Romance: An African and two Haitian young black women live in Buenos Aires, in a completely different ethnic and cultural environment.A bittersweet novella with high erotic content.

Nubia-Magickal Suspense:An infamous network of human traffickers surrepticiously brings young women from Africa to New York. One of the girls escapes and a fierce womanhunt begins. In the desperate defense of her life the girl puts at stake unexpected resources.


Chapter 1


The young man got out of the old Fiat that had bought six weeks earlier and as he closed the glass window involuntarily stroked it. A gesture of affection for the vehicle whose acquisition had transformed his daily routine leaving him almost four hours free that were spent before in his trips to his job in a plant located in the Province of Buenos Aires and back. That purchase and the rent of a small old apartment in the neighborhood of Constitution were his greatest achievements since his arrival from his native province. True, the four-storey building with no elevator was in a decaying area inhabited mostly by undocumented immigrants from the surrounding countries, illegally occupying dilapidated housing unclaimed by their owners perhaps due to complicated legal problems. The negligence of the occupants was revealed in the piles of garbage thrown on the sidewalks, waste containers ransacked in search of who knows what objects and beer bottles piled up in certain corners. In the evenings the old neighborhood residents locked themselves in their houses and the streets were invaded by transvestites, Dominican prostitutes and probably drug dealers.

Compared to the quiet life in his native rural area his current environment could be frustrating at first sight, but it satisfied him as a first platform of what he had achieved on his own, once he had abandoned the protection of the family environment.

Esteban Dubanowski had arrived from the distant province of Misiones, a sort of wedge between the borders of Brazil and Paraguay separated from both countries by mighty rivers. He was born twenty-three years before in a chacra, i.e. a family farm part of a colony of farmers mostly of Polish and Russian origin, two of the many communities that populated this northeastern Argentine province. Upon reaching of age it became clear that Esteban had to emigrate because the establishment could not sustain the big family integrated by his parents and eight siblings. Gregorio, his older brother had moved to Foz do Iguaçu, Brazil, where he had married a local woman of Arab origin with whom he had raised a family that already included three children.

Gregorio had urged his brother to move with him but Esteban had preferred to travel to Rosario, in the Province of Santa Fe, to complete his university studies. He had lived four years in that city until he got his bachelor’s degree in industrial design. He had then decided to make the big leap and try his luck in Buenos Aires, the great country metropolis and dream destination of many restless youngsters arriving from provinces and neighboring countries.

Upon reaching the city Esteban had gotten a job in a metal factory in the third suburban belt of the Province of Buenos Aires, distant about thirty kilometers from his home, to reach which he had previously to travel in three consecutive means of transport with a total travel time of two hours and other two hours back in the midst of the rush hour and therefore in overcrowded conditions. But with the purchase of the vehicle all hat was left behind.

As soon as he arrived at his apartment Esteban prepared a coffee and then lay in bed, because the furniture that he had been able to buy up to that moment did not include a chair. He then turned on the TV set he had bought secondhand. The film he was seeing showed a love scene with high erotic content and Esteban noticed that he had a fleeting erection; to cool down his thoughts the young man decided to take a shower, although he usually did that at night immediately before going to bed.

On leaving the bath he realized that his thoughts remained the same, and that his sexual arousal was not going to subside within the four walls of his home. He dressed up and went for a walk. Since there was no food in the rickety fridge the young man decided to have an early dinner in a kind of menial café-restaurant three blocks away, but before eating he would walk a little and feel more closely the dubious atmosphere of the neighborhood.

Soon after he was approached by a middle-aged defaced transvestite.  At his sight Esteban felt a certain instinctive rejection and tried to step away from him without success.

“Hey big guy. Don´t you want to try something you will not forget in your life?” Said the travestite. Noticing the boy´s erection he tried to touch his fly but Esteban pushed him rudely away and went on leaving the prostitute muttering expletives and threats.


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