Let my body be your instrument,
there’s a song it wants you to play.
A slow groove,
watch how I move and sway.
Our hearts pulsating,
Set the tempo.
A sexual falsetto;
Eager to create a duet with you;
Easing my legs open,
Inviting you in;
Letting our song play over and over again…
I wrote this novel several years ago, I self published and never had it to sell. I have decided to rewrite it and hope to get it published within a few months for people to be able to buy. I had a few copies and gave them to a few family members and
I wrote this novel several years ago, I self published and never had it to sell. I have decided to rewrite it and hope to get it published within a few months for people to be able to buy. I had a few copies and gave them to a few family members and
Facing imprisonment in 2061’s dystopian Manhattan, Cori Christopher is given the opportunity to time travel to Occupied Paris in 1941 to try and save singer Noel Matheson, leader of the Cafe Violette Resistance, from Nazi destruction…and perhaps save
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