Father's Bed E-Book

Kurt Doom

• Herausgeber: Vintage Pulp Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

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:

"Hi, honey," he said cheerily, "what can I do for my little girl?"

"I'm at the bus station, daddy," she said, choking back the tears. "I've run away from school."

There was a minute's silence before he answered, "Why in the world did you do that. Is anything wrong?" His tone was quiet and concerned and she could tell that he was quite upset.

"Oh daddy," she cried, "it's a long story. Will you come get me and I'll tell you the whole story."

Leseprobe

Father's Bed

Kurt Doom

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER ONE

She couldn't help but notice how the conversations would stop when she walked into a room. She couldn't help but hear the snide comments that were made when she turned around to leave and go to her own room, yet she was determined that they would accept her... she would make them accept her!

There was one girl who had the room down the hall from her who seemed to be the ringleader. Jenny saw the girls flock to her room, stay there for hours sometimes, yet she had never been invited. The girl was fairly new to the school and she had seemed to act as if she knew a lot of things the other girls didn't know and maybe this was why the girls were always in her room. One Saturday afternoon she decided that she would find out what they talk about behind that closed door, so she walked slowly down the hall and knocked hesitantly at the door.

She could hear the scuffling of papers, the slamming of drawers and giggling before the girl opened the door.

"Oh, it's you," she said sarcastically. "What do you want? Going slumming?"

She just stood there, not knowing what to say, but mustering all her courage she finally asked, "Is it all right if I come in?"

The girls started to giggle again and she shuffled her feet, not knowing whether she should go back to her room, or whether she would be invited in.

"Oh let her come in, Sharon," one of the girls finally said. "Maybe we can educate the little girl!"

Sharon opened the door wider, making a mocking, swooping gesture and ushered her into the room. About seven girls were sitting around on the floor, talking and laughing and Jenny sat down in the middle of them.