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Thursday, March 14, 2013

Book Giveaway...coming prematurely soon!

ITEM!

Hey, gang, gather 'round and take a listen to this here cherry of a bit o' news!

Just nine (9) days from today, the hit romance parody "Pirates of the Danube" will be available for free on Kindle.


The big book giveaway will take place on Passover / Palm Sunday weekend, March 23 and 24. On these two days, you'll be able to download this steaming pile of literature for free from Kindle.

Enjoy delectable little titbits of erotic literature such as these:

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The table was set with a glamorous Viennese breakfast of blood pudding and spotted dick. The Baron had doubtless warned the servants that he and Pepper would need a hearty breakfast, as they were ravenous with the hunger of the recently laid.  

* * * *

“Your candles, Baron,” Pepper began, haltingly. “They’ve caught the drapes ablaze…” The Baron shook his head, staring only at Pepper’s heaving décolletage.

“The servants shall…” he muttered without finishing his sentence. The Baron appeared to have been rendered absolutely incapable of speech, his tongue silenced by the intense arousal, as if he were some sort of libidinal Avox.

* * * *

A dapper young man staggered out, reeking of cheap rum. His hair was dishevelled and his shirt tail untucked; and yet, he bore the unmistakeable mien of a man with wealth. The man’s arms were draped around two of Madame Abigail’s most whorish whores. 

The twin shutters of the uppermost window of the brothel swung open with a bang. “Mister Darcy, as I live and breathe!” shouted the buxom Madame. “The greatest benefactor my brothel has ever known!”

* * * *

“A preternatural evil is being awakened in Vienna,” Sigmund told Pepper. “Terrible pagan rites are taking place in secretive catacombs beneath the earth. Covens of cloaked figures are engaging in horrific rituals, coaxing an ancient beast awake from eons of slumber.”

“I should very much like to see your cock,” Pepper said.

* * * *

As the couple entered Doctor Freud’s room, Pepper pulled a long match from betwixt her cleavage and lit the candles on the nightstand. “Why ever do you light all these candles, Miss MacOralby?” Sigmund asked. “Why all this light?”

“The better to bang you by, my dear.”

* * * *


Tell your friends, tell your neighbors, tell your rabbi, priest and pastor--there's no better way to celebrate these high holy days than by downloading Pirates of the Danube





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