Kissing Booth by River Laurent

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Kissing Booth by River Laurent

He’s waiting on the second floor, looking over the living room with his hands palm down on the banister. He’s just as sexy in a black sweater and jeans as he is in a suit. The way the cashmere – and I’m betting it’s cashmere – wraps itself around his thick arms is darn near miraculous.
  “Do you know what I see in front of me?” she asks.

I shake my head.

“I see a beautiful girl who caught the eye of – between you and me – the  sexiest man to walk the streets of Manhattan.” There’s a naughty twinkle in her eyes.

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Ace by Laramie Briscoe

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Ace by Laramie Briscoe

Favorite Quotes

I truly believe in the happily ever after, and I’ll be damned if I don’t have one for myself.  Complete with a hot man, a screaming orgasm, and the settled life I’ve always wanted to have with a man I love and respect.
“I want you more than I want to breathe. I want your kiss more than I want to sleep at night. I want your love more than anything else I’ve ever wanted in my life.”
“All I know is that I love coming home to you, waking up to you, watching you make your dreams come true. Hell, Violet, I love you – everything about you.  I want to spend the rest of my life loving you.

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About Laramie Briscoe

Laramie Briscoe is the best-selling author of the Heaven Hill Series & the Rockin’ Country Series.

Since self-publishing her first book in May of 2013, Laramie Briscoe has published over 10 books. She’s appeared on the Top 100 Bestselling E-books Lists on iBooks, Amazon Kindle, Kobo, and Barnes & Noble. She’s been called “a very young Maya Banks” (Amazon reviewer) and her books have been accused of being “sexy, family-oriented, romances with heart”.

When she’s not writing alpha males who seriously love their women, she loves spending time with friends, reading, and marathoning shows on her DVR. Married to her high school sweetheart, Laramie lives in Bowling Green, KY with her husband (the Travel Coordinator) and a sometimes crazy cat named Beau.

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My Dirty Boss by Elaine May

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My Dirty Boss by Elaine May

Favorite Quotes

“What will it be, sexy?” She asks again and this time she places a hand on her hip showcasing how wide they are, wide enough for me to get in the middle of her as she wraps her legs around me and I thrust into her with all my strength, breaking her in two. 
“Yes, Sir.” I whisper and I feel the gentle touch of his fingers as he glides them up my legs to my core where he groans in relief as he finds me bare and waiting for him.

“Such a dirty little slut. You’re already wet.”

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

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Dirty Deeds by Stella Rhys

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Dirty Deeds by Stella Rhys

Favorite Quotes

My breath quivered as his hands slid up my thighs to my ass, administering another brutal spank to my left cheek before his thumbs spread my pussy open for his mouth. 
His stare was heavy-lidded but rapt on me as I licked the flared head of his dick with just the tip of my tongue, teasing it for a few seconds before sucking it into my mouth.
“Loving you is the oldest memory I have,” he said as I stared through my tears at him. “You were a part of my life for as long as I can remember. All my best memories were with you.”

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 About Stella Rhys

Stella Rhys is an author of contemporary romance and can’t help but write it hot, steamy and borderline filthy (just kidding, it’s flat-out filthy). Writing aside, she lives for coffee, the Yankees and cooking recipes way out of her league. She was born and raised in New York and now lives there with her husband and charmingly entitled fur baby.

Stella absolutely loves talking to her readers so don’t be shy!

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The Biker’s Virgin by Michelle A. Valentine

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The Biker’s Virgin by Michelle A. Valentine

Favorite Quotes

  A moan escapes me and this seems to excite him, because he threads his fingers into my hair and deepens our kiss. Our bodies press together, and my hand runs over his sculpted chest beneath his leather vest. This man is hot as sin, and he knows it.
I bite my lip as I consider hopping on the back of his bike. The smart thing to do would be to get into the car and ride away, but for the first time in my life, I don’t want to do the right thing. I want to be bad. I want to feel wanted. More importantly, I want this man to screw me seven ways ‘til Sunday. 

 

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Falling Fast by Aurora Rose Reynolds

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Falling Fast by Aurora Rose Reynolds

Favorite Quotes

Having him, all of him, his weight, his thickness, his mouth, his taste, his scent seeping into my skin and lungs, I know I’m done for. I’m ruined.
“Dimples, you’re beautiful and you have a body that takes time and dedication. Believe me, I’m dedicated to the job I was given when you gave yourself to me.”
“Best thing that ever happened to me is you. You’re the best part of my day, the best part of my life, and I’m really looking forward to spending my life with you.”

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Aurora Rose Reynolds is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author whose wildly popular series include Until, Until Him, Until Her, Underground Kings and Shooting Stars.

Her writing career started in an attempt to get the outrageously alpha men who resided in her head to leave her alone and has blossomed into an opportunity to share her stories with readers all over the world.

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Distraction by Emily Snow

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Distraction by Emily Snow

Favorite Quotes

Replacing his fingers with his mouth, he sucks hungrily at my clit. Circles his tongue around the opening of my sex. Then repeats. I make noises I didn’t know were possible as my hips lift to meet his mouth, and his fingers splay on my thighs, holding my legs wide apart.
“Massages are a tease. You want to relax me? Indulge me? Pull down your panties. Bend over my desk.”

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About Emily Snow

Emily Snow is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the DEVOURED series (October 2012, January 2013) and TIDAL (December 2012). She loves books, sexy bad boys, and really loud rock music, so naturally, she writes stories about all three. Visit her blog for news, teasers, and contests.

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Mister Moneybags by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

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Mister Moneybags by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

“I most certainly cannot get whatever I want.  If that were true, I’d be underneath this table right now with my head between your legs.”
“Call me an asshole if you want, but I have the urge to mark you.  Sink my teeth into your skin to brand you as mine and then come so hard inside of you that parts of me will never find their way out again.”

 

The Deep End by Kristen Ashley

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The Deep End by Kristen Ashley

“You do know that right now I’ve made it my absolute mission, when it was just my definite intent, to make you come harder than I’ve ever made you, right?”
He’d placed himself in her hands.  He had no idea what she would do.  All he knew was that she had now wrested away his control.  His bulk, his strength, there were likely very few situations, physically, that he would not best.  Now, that was stripped away.
“When you’re in this room, you are mine.  I do as I wish.  You submit to any wish.  And frankly, Olivier, you are far too magnificent a specimen not to share.”
“I love it when you call me baby, Olivier.  I feel it right in my pussy.  Sometimes it floats up inside me sweet, sometimes it thrusts in like it was your big brute of a cock.  This is why I allow you to use that word when I play with you, but right now, you use it and do as you’re told.”

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“Here you go, Leigh.”

Mirabelle was extending her phone, which was good and bad.

Good because Amélie had not managed to unobtrusively deep breathe, her shallow breaths making her feel light-headed, and she needed something else to focus on.

Bad because what she was focusing on would be the profile of that beast.

She took Mirabelle’s phone and turned it her way.

O.H.
Security: Kitten
Hobbies: Everything
Limitations: Nothing
Notes: None

Translated, that meant:

INITIALS OR OTHER IDENTIFIER
Safe word: Kitten
Inclinations: Into anything
Boundaries, Rules, Unacceptable Play: None

Even with those few words, it was a surprising profile. Experienced subs, the only ones allowed on the floor, knew their boundaries and most had them. In this club, the vast majority were extreme, such as branding, marking, scarring, strangling, sensory deprivation, and so on.

But they had them.

She hadn’t seen a profile that open in a long time.

And the safe word “kitten” showed the beast had a sense of humor. He had the look that just uttering that cute word, which would bring images of the adorable creatures, would make him violently ill.

“Go hit that, tigress,” Mirabelle urged, and Amélie lookedto her.

Before she could say a word, Mirabelle continued.

“Get in there. Three times here, he’ll have heard of you. He’ll be holding out in hopes you’ll be extending the invitation to initiating him to our playrooms. I know it.” She leaned across the table. “Rock his world, lovely.”

She studied her friend, the open excitement, the budding love she was experiencing with her submissive, that time when life takes on clarity so pure and extraordinary, you want everyone to experience it with you.

She turned her head to the beast.

Years of experience only marred twice by two toys she’d had who held great promise, but who eventually fell short of the real thing, taught her that tonight, she would definitely enjoy herself.

But he might be champagne. He might be bourbon. He might, surprisingly, be cognac or port.

The bottom line was that she had to keep expectations low so she wouldn’t be devastated when he didn’t turn out to be top-shelf whisky.


 About Kristen Ashley:

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.

Nothing’s changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.

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Outsider by Olivia Cunning

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Outsider by Olivia Cunning

Favorite Quotes

It took a truly talented man to give his boyfriend and his girlfriend head at the same time.

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The Angels’ Share by J.R. Ward

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The Angels’ Share by J.R. Ward

Favorite Quotes

There were times and places to ask your woman to marry you.  In the crosshairs of the Charlemont Metro Police, soaked with dirty water, and two minutes after a death spiral into the Ohio?

Not.  It.

Love had a funny way of giving you faith in the one who loved you back.

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Up in Flames by Abbi Glines

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Up in Flames by Abbi Glines

Favorite Quotes

“You keep panting like that, and I’m going to throw your ass back into that car and fuck you until you become one with the leather seat.”
“Women fucking pretend they like flowers.  Me like the idea that they can please them by buying them something so damn easy.  But women are complicated as fuck.  They don’t want flowers.  They want thought.  They want sacrifice.  They want to own you.”
He wanted me to talk dirty.  He wouldn’t touch me until I played his game.  I’d play whatever game he wanted me to if I could get his hand between my legs.

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Bend Me (Absolution #1) by Sophia Scarlet

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Bend Me (Absolution #1) by Sophia Scarlet

Favorite Quotes

 The woman I’m looking for will bend to my will and bask in the pain I gift her. In return I will give her everything I have and everything I am. 
I am going to enjoy fucking you in every possible way before I let you leave tonight. 
I should feel overwhelmed with hurt and humiliation, but I don’t. I don’t feel anything. 
How can preparing to submit make me feel so strong?

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About the Author

Sophia Scarlet is a Maryland native. She lives with her husband, two children, and cat in the woods not far from the Potomac river. When she is not writing or shuttling her children around, you can find her practicing yoga, cooking, or picking seasonal vegetables at the local CSA.

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Falling Under You by Laurelin Paige

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Falling Under You by Laurelin Paige

Favorite Quotes

“Do you trust me? Do you trust me to give you what you need?”

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Red by Kate Kinsey

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Red by Kate Kinsey

Favorite Quotes

She wanted to offer up her body and mind and soul in devotion and pain and suffering so sweet it denied all attempts to define, describe, quantify. She learned what others called it. Sadomasochism. But it was inadequate, not the right word at all. Perversion was worse in its cruelty, its judgement. But nothing could stop the want.
 Looking at her made it hard to think, hard to breathe. The desire to draw her close and bury his face in her hair rushed over him.

“I didn’t know what else to do…“

“You were afraid they’d think you were some kind of freak. Just like me.” 


 

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Kate Kinsey is a saucy wench with a highly sophisticated brain that sometimes still gets obsessed trying to remember all the words to the Gilligan’s Island theme song.
She’s a truly fabulous person who just can’t figure out why she’s not rich and famous yet, or why the universe refuses to admit that she is indeed the center of it.
She currently lives in Tennessee with a cat who is in the Witness Protection Program — at least, that’s his story and he’s sticking to it. He has a fetish for leather shoes and bare ankles, and an obsession with squirrels.
Kate has been collared to her Sir for more than fourteen years. She has been very involved in her local community since she first stepped off the vanilla cliffs and dove into the kinky world of BDSM. When she’s not tied to a cross in a dungeon somewhere, she loves to read as well as write. She’s also a painter and a film buff.

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Easy for Keeps by Kristen Proby

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Easy for Keeps by Kristen Proby

Favorite Quotes

I moan in happiness when I taste my baby back ribs. “These are amazing.” “Keep making noises like that,” he says as if he’s talking about the weather, “and I’ll take you home right now and give you a reason to make them.”

The Boudreaux Series Reading Order

Easy Love (The Boudreaux Series Book 1)
Easy Charm (The Boudreaux Series Book 2)
Easy Melody (The Boudreaux Series Book 3)
Easy For Keeps (The Boudreaux Series Book 3.5)
Easy Kisses (The Boudreaux Series Book 4)

THORNE: Rose’s Dark Contract by R.B. O’Brien

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THORNE: Rose’s Dark Contract by R.B. O’Brien

Favorite Quotes

“Poor, poor girl. All tied up and nowhere to go.”
“William, please.” Her eyes found mine.

“Please what?” I asked, really not knowing what she wanted.

“Talk to me,” she softly begged. “What do you want from me? You told me you only wanted a platonic relationship from me. Please. What do you want from me?” The timidity in her voice, her wet, warm pussy, the way she looked at me. I couldn’t stay away from her another minute. I needed relief. I could not control it.

“Right now? Right now, I want you to spread your thighs wide for me. Then, I want you to suck my cock until I come down your throat. That’s what I want from you. And then when we get home, I want to tie you to my bed and kiss and touch and lick every inch of your body until you burn and ache. And that’s precisely what I intend to get from you.” 

 

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About the Author

I can’t remember not reading. Even now, I constantly toggle between two to five books on my Kindle in all genres. But I have always been drawn to the more taboo side of storytelling, even as a young adult, from hiding books from my strict Catholic parents as a tween, to getting lost in the erotic section of my favorite bookstore for hours as a college student, discovering such greats as Henry Miller and Pauline Réage.

In my own writing, which I can’t describe as anything but a “trance-like compulsion,” I like to explore the darker nature of relationships, those riddled with the reality of insecurities and human folly. I am drawn to expose the vulnerability, emotional turmoil, and occasional pain that can come from losing oneself in the heat of passion.

I hold a degree in English literature and my writing comes from some hidden, unrecognizable place, very different from the reality of my waking world. I am in love with E.E. Cummings and Anais Nin who continue to inspire me when I write.

“To write is to descend, excavate, to go underground.”—Anais Nin.

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Moto by M. Never

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Favorite Quotes

“Do you know how bad I want to run my tongue over every inch of your body?” I lean in closely so the only thing that separates our lips is my finger. “How much I want to lick your pussy until you’re screaming and crying to come?”

She inhales sharply, her pupils dilating. I know I have her.

“I’ll make you beg, Kayla. I’ll make you beg until your voice goes hoarse, and only then will I consider it.”

 “With most women, it’s easy-  I just blow and their panties go poof. Not with Kayla, though. She’s the north wind to my autumn breeze. It’s what drew me to her automatically. Her tenacity. It’s easy to adopt a kitten; it’s a whole other thing to tame a wild cat. And I have no doubt that in the bedroom Kayla is as wild as they come.”

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M. Never resides in New York City. When she’s not researching ways to tie up her characters in compromising positions, you can usually find her at the gym kicking the crap out of a punching bag, or eating at some new trendy restaurant.
She has a dependence on sushi and a fetish for boots. Fall is her favorite season.
She is surrounded by family and friends she wouldn’t trade for the world and is a little in love with her readers. The more the merrier. So make sure to say hi! Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

 

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Kiss of Midnight: A Midnight Breed Novel by Lara Adrian

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Kiss of Midnight: A Midnight Breed Novel by Lara Adrian

Favorite Quotes

 “I trust you,” she told him, her dusky eyes darkening with passion as she slowly withdrew her finger from between his sharp teeth. “And I want you. Every part of you.” 
“I love you.” The words were low and earnest, a caress she felt deep inside of her. “Gabrielle Maxwell, I love you more than life itself. I’ve been alone for so long, I didn’t know enough to recognize that until it was nearly too late.” 
“It was too late to stop now.
This kiss had damned them both.”  

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The Bad Ones by Stylo Fantôme

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Favorite Quotes

 “She wanted his darkness to swallow her whole. She wanted to be a part of it. She wanted to give her own darkness back to him.” 
“It’s only ever us, Dulcie.
Now, yesterday, tomorrow. Whenever.
You get that, right?”
“I want to fuck you until you have bruises in places you didn’t even know were possible,” he hissed against her ear. 

“You pinned me down and you ripped me open and you showed me things inside me that I didn’t even know were there.  Whole new levels of sex and love and depravity, the likes of which the waking world isn’t ready for.  And you held them up in front of my face, yet I still refused to look.  I’ve had my eyes closed for so long.  Why did it take me so long to open them?” 

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Con finally unlocked the doors and she hefted herself into the massive vehicle. They sat in silence for a while, their breath fogging up the glass. Then he opened his mouth.

“Did he touch you?”

Dulcie knew he wasn’t asking about the homeless man.

“Not in any way that counts,” she replied, turning to look at him. His hands had moved to grip

the steering wheel.

“So he has touched you.”

“Jared was just an experiment, I wanted to see if -”

“You let him fucking touch you.”

You fucking left me!” she was suddenly screaming. He didn’t even flinch, just gripped the steering wheel harder. “You fucking left me in this fucking town, without a goddamn goodbye!  Without a goddamn word! God, you have no idea what it’s been like. That fucking camera, all those drawings. And there’s all these people, and talking, and feeling this way, and all the blackness, and I don’t even know what’s wrong with me, and nothing. You come back, and it’s like nothing to you. Oh hey, Dulcie. Where’s your sketchbook, Dulcie. Come to a party, Dulcie.  Let me just fuck this chick in the woods, Dulcie. So you know what? Yeah, he fucking touched me. I let him fucking touch me. And I hated every minute of it, and I would pretend it was you, and I would hate you, and I would hate myself, and I just let it happen.”

Con lunged across the seat, and absurdly, her first thought was “wow, he’s really fast” before his fingers wrapped around her throat. She wasn’t fazed, though, and she pushed right back, slapping him across the face. This only caused him to clench both hands around her neck and he yanked her forward, dragging her to him so their faces were only inches apart.

“Stupid little Dulcie,” he whispered, his breath hot against her lips. She held onto his wrists and glared at him, but didn’t try to pull away. His fingers got tighter. “So scared of the big bad wolf.”

“I’m not … scared of you,” she managed to gasp out, but then his grip grew so tight he completely cut off her oxygen.

“Of course you aren’t scared of me. I’m not the wolf. You are.”

So that’s what was hiding behind the curtain. I wish you’d told me sooner, Con. We could’ve reveled in our darkness together.

It felt like a weight was lifted off her back. She’d been pretending for so long, and she hadn’t even realized it. Had conditioned herself to do it. It was easier to believe Con was the darkness, and she was simply drawn to it. Basking in his wake. But it was all a lie – she was every bit as dark as him. They were the same animal. She’d just been better at deceiving herself. And now they’d evolved into something else, into a new, higher being. Her lungs were throbbing, screaming for oxygen. She could feel her pulse pounding behind her face. Her mouth was open, but she couldn’t make a sound. Black spots danced in front of her eyes, yet still they stared at each other. Recognizing each other, maybe for the first time ever.

Maybe for the last time.

What a way to die, looking into the face of this beautiful boy. What a gift.


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Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since …, forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

 

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