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Without Reservations: With or Without, Book 1

Sometimes love just catches you by the tail…

Chayton Winston is a veterinarian. He is also a werewolf. Much to his Native American parents chagrin, he has always dreamed of a fair-haired, Caucasian mate. However, he never imagined his mate would be male. As a heterosexual man, he’s not quite sure what to do with a male mate, but more than willing to find out.

Keaton Reynolds wakes up, in wolf form, and finds himself with a mate. He’s instantly attracted, but not so thrilled to find out the man is straight. Having been in a relationship once before where his partner professed to be “Not gay” left a bad taste in his mouth. Keaton wants to make a break for it and pretend he never set eyes on Chay—but Chay is not ready to let him go.

Together the two work to solidify their shaky relationship and battle the prejudices against homosexuals. Chay must deal with not only his mother’s prejudices against gay men but also her hatred of white people. When a power struggle in Keaton’s pack threatens Keaton’s life, the two men learn to depend on one another and their relationship to get them through it.

Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, violence and hot man-love.

Sometimes love just catches you by the tail…

Chayton Winston is a veterinarian. He is also a werewolf. Much to his Native American parents chagrin, he has always dreamed of a fair-haired, Caucasian mate. However, he never imagined his mate would be male. As a heterosexual man, he’s not quite sure what to do with a male mate, but more than willing to find out.

Keaton Reynolds wakes up, in wolf form, and finds himself with a mate. He’s instantly attracted, but not so thrilled to find out the man is straight. Having been in a relationship once before where his partner professed to be “Not gay” left a bad taste in his mouth. Keaton wants to make a break for it and pretend he never set eyes on Chay—but Chay is not ready to let him go.

Together the two work to solidify their shaky relationship and battle the prejudices against homosexuals. Chay must deal with not only his mother’s prejudices against gay men but also her hatred of white people. When a power struggle in Keaton’s pack threatens Keaton’s life, the two men learn to depend on one another and their relationship to get them through it.

Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, violence and hot man-love.

My tam was quite clean when I first visited Beijing in July 1999 (at least, that's when I developed the film.) And this young man is visiting me in my room, and I was careful to always keep the door open as long as he was there. He is wearing my tam. But that's the end of the story; not the beginning.

I arrived in Beijing early afternoon and, as usual in those days, did not have a clue where I was going to stay. (The only country where I had been super cautious about making reservations was Japan.) But soon after passing through Customs, I enquired about accommodations and was told where I could stay and what bus I should take. The bus was supposed to take us to the hotel.

But the bus didn't. So, here I am in a country where I had not yet learned how to say "Good morning" (Ni hao), and I am stranded with other passengers. We have to get another bus. As luck would have it, this young man and his mother are going to the same hotel which I need to find. It has been too long to remember the details; whether his mother spoke English or not, which I doubt. But I will forever remember the way in which he pronounced "nice" (noice). So, it is possible that he was the one with whom I communicated. Or maybe I simply showed them the piece of paper which I got at the airport with the name and address of the hotel.

So, with their help, I got to the hotel. And this young man would often visit. He may have given me his address but I failed to write.

I just found this picture today, Sunday, 16 March 2008. Good thing I didn't go to church, huh?

I booked myself a few nights in the Beijing Hotel via Travelocity. It's definitely at the top of the heap for value in all my years of cheapskate booking. It's a state-owned hotel just a few blocks from Tiananmen Square. $82 a night bought me a very pretty, well-appointed room with a balcony, in a very modern and well-maintained hotel that I'd rate at 3.5 or 4 stars.

It's missing the Plush Bars And Rich Oak Paneling of the Historic Raffles Hotel next door (hell, you can walk straight from one lobby to the other). But it cost half as much. No contest!

My iPhone charger wouldn't stick in the bathroom wall outlet, so I was forced to improvise.

"How neat!" I thought, pulling a couple of colorful canisters from under the nightstand. "Chests of complimentary tea!" But no: they were emergency escape hoods for use in case of a hotel fire.

Ah.

Well, they kept my plug secure in the wall, anyway.