Safari Moon
AnnChristine
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Solo St. John, a wildlife photographer,
is preparing for a trip to Alaska.
Suddenly, Solo finds women of all sorts invading his privacy, his home
and his office, all cooing nonsense words and blatantly throwing themselves at
him. Solo doesn't know why, and he has
no idea how to rid himself of the persistent women. He finally decides to beg a favor of his best
buddy Nyssa Harrington.
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Solo St. John was in the middle of an erotic dream about
his buddy, Nyssa Harrington, when the click of his front door shutting brought
him to instant alert mode.
Solo looked up, caught a flashing glimpse of a good
deal of naked flesh; long legs, perfectly rounded derriere, and a waist he
could span with his hands. The intruder's long blond hair curled around her
shoulders an inch above the ties of her bikini top.
Then he saw the skunk. He blinked twice.
This woman and the skunk were not the subject of his
brief and very strange dream, a fantasy that made his mind speed along at sixty
in a residential zone. This was someone he had never seen before and he
resented the intrusion.
"Hello," she cooed seductively from his
living room. "Will you come out and play?"
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