Deep Inside by Sandy Stroker
The HBN virus is wiping out all sexually active humans. To combat this epidemic, Sydney has been kidnapped to take part in an experiment to save the human race. The problem is…the whole book. The plot is ludicrous, but it’s erotica so okay, I gave the author the benefit of the doubt in the hopes s/he could do something interesting with this wet-dream fantasy in literature form. However, having set up the rules of the world, the author promptly goes on to forget them when they no longer become convenient.
#1, You can’t use sex to combat something that spreads via sex. Maybe I’m wrong, but the impression I’m getting is that’s exactly what Sydney’s being trained for in this Le Femme Nikita meets 28 Days Later (without or without the zombies, I’m not yet sure).
#2, In the first quarter of the book, Fallon clearly states, “the virus is currently working its way through this nation. Once the sexually active have died, the virus will mutate into an airborne threat killing children and anyone with a breath. ” (This is exactly as it’s written in the story, errors and all, by the way.) So my problem here is, how can they keep saying they’ll keep her safe by removing her (in the beginning, it’s just her and Fallon, but I guess the author forgets that and magically inserts other women later on) to a remote location? Is it so remote that the air (complete with soon-to-be mutated airborne virus) not find her there? And if so, how can they then keep her safe? And how do they know it’ll soon become airborne unless it’s already started to make that transition? Oh yeah, I forgot. Because, as Landon says, and I quote, “We know everything here.”
#3, “Your training is not optional. In exchange for your service you will be safe here, away from the disease (because, remember, the air can’t find her here). We will protect you. ” said Landon. (If he can, why isn’t he protecting everyone?)
“What do you mean by my service,” said Sydney.
“We are developing a very small unit of female operatives for our organization to stop the virus from spreading once the population has killed itself off. (Once the population is killed off, that’ll pretty much stop the virus cold, won’t it?) We imagine there will be those in hiding who will continue to have sex (then (a.) the population isn’t killed off and (b.) if they don’t, say good bye to the human race) and perhaps re-ignite the virus again,” said Landon. (Once again, all errors cheerfully included, by the way.) So really, the author is setting up a scenario in which Sydney will be expected to murder anyone the virus didn’t get to for the sin of continuing to engage in sex. Sydney herself and everyone else there (those who didn’t exist until it was suddenly convenient for the author to produce them) is just as suddenly now also immune to the HBN virus because they have an XMY Chromosome. Correct me if I’m wrong, but doesn’t this pretty much nullify the entire problem of the virus? The author has already said she expects the majority of the populace to ‘kill itself off.’ If certain pockets of people have this natural ability to ward off the disease, then just wait. There’s no reason to kill anyone. Just wait until the disease works its way through, then round up the survivors and start again. It won’t be the first time in human history that we’ve come back from an extinction-level event. Why the need to train her (and the other female ‘operatives’ at this facility) to use guns, knives, machetes (omg, they’re going to hack people apart?!?), etc on those they find still alive? They can’t catch the disease! They’re immune to it! They are under no threat whatsoever from the dying and/or equally immune survivors. This story is going to give me a brain aneurism.
At this point, the author remembers this is supposed to be erotica and randomly begins to insert huge blocks of italicized sexual acts that Sydney would like to have done to her. The last thing we are told is for Sydney to ‘make sure you wash deeply inside’ so she can be ready for her next bout of ‘training’. Then there’s another random italicized burst of sub-par erotic fantasy and the chapter ends. That’s right, this is a chapter by chapter release of a longer brain aneurism-inducing story that I have absolutely no desire to waste any more time on. 1 Star and only because I can’t give it zero.