He pumped his piglet when he saw her thrust her clavicle.
Now, can he lick her stunted mint? Find out in…
Now, can he lick her stunted mint? Find out in…
Love’s Sticky Campfire.
Oh, sweet Lord. The Smart Bitches have a Mad Lib posting on their website. Have you done it yet? If not, you really should. Scan what everyone else came up with, too. Personally I'm a big fan of Love's Awkward Fisherman and Love's Tight Fur Coat... and I may just have to change Revising Mr. Right to Love's Sticky Campfire!
You should also share with the DSW your title and tagline. Please, please! I want to laugh until I snort chocolate milk out my nose.
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Oh dear... and now I have the cover blurb and the title. It's sure to be a hit. I heart Mad Libs.
He licked his lips when he saw her wet her throat. Now, can he lift her tipsy neighbor? Find out in...
Love's cheeky garage.
oh yes.
I'm a member of Greater Seattle Romance Writers (and you said you're trying to read our books). Wanna read something of mine?
Where should I email it? Oh, yes...I'm another damned ebook author.
Hey! Thanks!
Darragha
darragha @ gmail. com (no spaces)
He smacked his Poodle when he saw her manhandle her rump. Now, can he torture her pasty bottle? Find out in...
Love's Bubbly Goat
I'm not sure I want to speculate on what a pasty bottle is. But "smack the Poodle" is a pretty good euphemism.
He drowned his tree when he saw her f@*k her ear. Now, can he slap her sticky Kate? Find out in...
Love's cracked-out gnome.
Awww, a cracked-out gnome... gotta love The Boyfriend.
Oh my!
He throbbed his shed when he saw her lick her toes. Now, can he vibrate her yummy hose? Find out in...
I kid you not) Love's Kinkey Bush!
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