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Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length, post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even hive a proper description. Check out the free sample if you can.Excerpt:"Well, do I just lie down and spread my legs, or what?" she asked. "I suggested our living together for a reason," he told her. "You see, I want us to get to know each other and understand one another. There'll be times when all I'll want to do is talk with you." "But this isn't one of those times," Sharon said, not knowing why she should feel...
Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length, post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even hive a proper description. Check out the free sample if you can.
Excerpt:
"Well, do I just lie down and spread my legs, or what?" she asked.
"I suggested our living together for a reason," he told her. "You see, I want us to get to know each other and understand one another. There'll be times when all I'll want to do is talk with you."
"But this isn't one of those times," Sharon said, not knowing why she should feel apprehensive.
"No, this isn't one of those times," he agreed, motioning for her to sit on a small divan at the far end of the bedroom.
She did so, tucking her legs under her. Her nightie was so short, he was able to see her panty-covered crotch. It was obvious from the way his eyes were staring that he enjoyed the sight of her unfettered breasts bobbing with her breathing, making her nightie move up and down.
"It's obvious," he said to her, "from our previous encounter, that it was your first sexual experience."
Excerpt:
"Well, do I just lie down and spread my legs, or what?" she asked.
"I suggested our living together for a reason," he told her. "You see, I want us to get to know each other and understand one another. There'll be times when all I'll want to do is talk with you."
"But this isn't one of those times," Sharon said, not knowing why she should feel apprehensive.
"No, this isn't one of those times," he agreed, motioning for her to sit on a small divan at the far end of the bedroom.
She did so, tucking her legs under her. Her nightie was so short, he was able to see her panty-covered crotch. It was obvious from the way his eyes were staring that he enjoyed the sight of her unfettered breasts bobbing with her breathing, making her nightie move up and down.
"It's obvious," he said to her, "from our previous encounter, that it was your first sexual experience."
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