Her craving begins so naturally—so innocently—that she's the last one to know she's developing true, womanly, wanton desire.
Sara doesn't know it yet—she can't—but her own sensual awakening is just beginning. And it's rushing at her at a pace she'll barely be able to adjust to.
A deep-seated hunger is about to be born, one that will consume her every thought, drive her spontaneous, explorative impulses, and throw Sara into full-blown sexual maturity faster than anything else could. Sara finds herself inexplicably, inherently drawn toward a certain essence of the male anatomy, the very product of masculine excitement.
It begins as a simple curiosity and gradually grows into a genuine craving.