It’s always interesting to me how no two authors I read from ever have similar styles, or approaches, to their erotica. And I mean this in a good way when I talk about the smut writers I admire. Most recently, Roslyn Hetrick, just to name one. There’s a combined moment when you discover how one author chooses to portray the events that tantalize their mind, and the moment you realize you’re fancy is about to be tickled in a way you haven’t enjoyed yet. Some would call this an ‘A-ha’ moment, but I prefer to call it my ‘Oh, damn’ moment.