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A Vintage Erotic Novel Involving a Sexy and Seductive Girl, Full of Sexual Adventures, Surprises and Twists.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Head and Tail Sex
CHAPTER ONE"Come on, baby, we're almost home," I said to the little blue coupe and opened her up as the Nevada border sign flashed past.Wonder how fast I'm going to get to Vegas? What the hell am I doing it for, anyway? Why did McGraw pick me?Special Assignment: the words sloppily printed beneath the memo from the desk of managing editor Ross McGraw.Christ, why me? Why the fuck does McGraw figure I need a break? I'm really happy just doing the astrology columns for the Sunday supplement.A buzz came up from the dash. Oh no, I thought. Car, don't you go letting me down now. But it was only the speedometer cable as the pointer passed a hundred and ten and locked on the post at the end.Come on, baby, there's plenty in you yet, so don't go pooping out on me when I got a whole goddamn story up there to do.Up ahead in Vegas was the Big Man himself: Berle Bellows. At least he was supposed to be there-no one knew for sure. And McGraw had picked me, Philly Boy Carmichael, out of the weed patch of the ladies' pages and sent me after Big Man Bellows.There I was just getting along swell. Doing a long night once a week to meet the deadline and every Monday morning showing up for payday. When the eagle shits on the first day of the week, baby, the week looks mighty long ahead, so you can bet your sweet ass I wasn't going to miss a payday. After a year of that I just had enough together to pop for this little buggy and I was looking forward to another carefree year of tooling around the town without an awful lot to do. But then that fuckhead McGraw had to go and louse things up by sending me out after Bellows."Philly Boy," he had said when I'd gone to his office to check out the mistake. "Philly Boy, it's time you took on something more than Mars and Venus. Don't you think so?""But, Ross." I was gulping for an excuse but still unable to overcome the tone of faith he managed to sandwich into his argument.
