You would think a taste for gay leather daddies would hinder a girl’s happiness, but as soon as Miranda’s boyish charms attract the attention of Jack, a weathered, Harley-riding, “real done-up daddy,” the doors to the San Francisco leather underworld swing open wide. The skills Miranda (a.k.a. Randy) has picked up in steamy bathhouses and behind park shrubbery come in handy with Jack and his friends.
