Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length, 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. Check out the free sample if you can.*********"Goddamn! What's the matter with you, girl? You're out here in our very own back yard screwing like some kind of animal! An animal, dammit, an animal!"Karen straightened her skirt and peered up at her angry father. He could be such a drag at times-and this was one of those times she wished he didn't even exist."Oh, Daddy, don't be like that-"Karen's protest was cut off by Ralph Finney leaning over and slapping her across the face. The palm of his hand stung and tingled with the sudden blow that left his handprint outlined in red on Karen's cheek. She reached up and timidly touched the spot where he had slapped her."I don't take no backtalk from my own flesh and blood." Ralph turned to Vic, who was hurriedly zipping his jeans. "And for rutting pigs like you ... !"Vic almost vaulted over the wall. Ralph's booted foot helped him over the last few inches by being firmly planted on the teenager's ass. The sound of the youth's running footsteps receded in the night as he got the hell away from Karen's angry old man.Karen stood, still rubbing her hurt cheek. "You shouldn't have hit me-"Ralph struck her again. "Don't tell me what to do, you little slut! You'll screw anything that wears pants!""So you want me to be a lesbian and only screw women!" Karen snapped.
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