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The majority of today’s men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
SHOW ME MORE, MOM! a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us and the extremes to which it may drive us.
Tall, honey-blonde, blue-eyed, with flesh like satin, Wendy had an inner glow that showed the world she was proud of her beauty, but not vain. She knew men lusted after her, and even some women. She didn’t mind; she enjoyed it. Although she had never been promiscuous, she was very selective in her sexual partners. In this day and age when bed was the nearest place for a first-time date, Wendy was still somewhat of an oddity. Many women her age had a different lover each year, but Wendy had not.
It was not because she had no interest in sex; she had a very deep, very powerful, interest in sex. She was a hot-blooded woman, a very hot blooded woman. Her cunt bubbled often, drenching her panties to the point where she had to change them two or three times a day.
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