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If you missed breakfast while it was being served at Justus Roux's place last month (I'm speaking, naturally, about my sex-and-Continental-breakfast story, "
Le Petit Déjeuner"), you'll now find it being served up at
Good Vibrations Magazine. (But be sure to also visit
Justus Roux's Erotic Tales, to enjoy the authors she's currently featuring.)
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And remember, "
Le Petit Déjeuner" is just one of a dozen servings of
amour that you can sink your teeth into when you get your hands on the twelve-author buffet known as
A is for Amour, edited by
Alison Tyler! It's a book that certain bare-chested, fedora-wearing individuals are never seen without.
2 comments:
So where do I find me a Wendel? I love taking advantage of drunken men.
I think what you're supposed to do is invite some sober men over and turn them into drunken men. You know, sort of like a Tupperware party.
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