Horny Revenge: Taboo NC Erotica E-Book

Marius Lockhart

• Herausgeber: Vintage Pulp Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), 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 give a proper description.


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She punched the Washington Tribune, and waited for someone to answer. Finally the switchboard came on, and breathlessly she asked for the city room. Somebody answered there, and she asked for Greg. Finally, Greg answered.
"Oh, God, Greg," she wept suddenly into the phone upon hearing his voice. "Help me."
"Daphne? What's the matter?"
"They're trying to kill me. They raped me and they're trying to kill me."
"Calm down," she heard him say. "What are you talking about?"
"Greg, they know. They know that I'm not one of them, that.. . they locked me in a room and they were going to inject me with something. I.. . I think I killed him."
"Who?"
"The doctor, Utzall. He's the man behind this whole thing. Oh, Jesus, Greg, please come help me."

Leseprobe

Horny Revenge

Marius Lockhart

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ONE

The deal had gone as smoothly as the best of them: a contact, a single face-to-face meeting followed by two phone calls, and he was suddenly a millionaire several times over. Now there was no worry about competing for another term, another long, aging six years of back room politics where you survived only if you were strong. And Winston Rutledge knew he was no longer strong.

He ran relatively little risk. Twenty-three years in the Senate as one of the most respected statesmen, with one of the most impressive records; twice he had been sought to run for the presidency, but the weight of the job discouraged him. He had had his ideals, and often fought for them, but he had lived the good life for too long to give it up in favor of long hours and hard work.

And besides, what he had done was not only good for his financial status, it was good for the country. If made public, to be sure, it would be highly unpopular. But what did people know; how could they in their ignorance understand what he understood? In years, when oil began running out, there would be a lot of grateful people, grateful to Winston Rutledge and his little under-the-table deal with one small, insignificant Middle Eastern nation.

Slowly, he relaxed, and enjoyed the rare feeling of a smile playing on his lips. And his joy and relief stimulated another long-idle stirring in him. Deep in his loins, he felt warmth and ache, where there had been nothing for years.