Category: Humor Publisher: Lady Aibell Press
Pages: 20
Copyright: August 2006
Daria has a secret lover with dark secret of his own that she can never reveal, except to a fanatical few on-line who would love to believe the fun-loving chat room joker was telling the truth.
"Ha ha, very funny. Tell them you'll be back later." He smiled, and pinched through the cotton.
He watched as she wiggled, laughing, squirming, trying to ignore the impossible-to ignore fingers that worked their way around her breasts. "Tell them, or I'll have to throw you over the desktop and do you while you type."
He pushed her forward until she was on her feet and he threw back her chair, which glided on its casters halfway across the room. Standing behind her, he caressed her back as she continued to type; now it was a competition to see if it would be possible for her to continue her on-screen conversation while he worked his magic behind her.
His hands slid up under her shirt and ran back down her sides, thrusting her jogging pants to the floor in one swift motion. He squeezed her bottom and she moaned, but kept on typing and continuing the conversation as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. Of course, to be completely correct, this wasn't exactly an unusual situation.
Deputy Dave Jenkins sets out to find the murderer of the local high school principal, aided by a voice from the grave that is sometimes helpful and sometimes misleading.
"Murder isn't usually this funny."
Amazon reviewer
