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Jerusalem Mortimer: Between the Lines
Jerusalem Mortimer wants a word
This very fine, very hot piece of erotica is soon to be published. So it has to come down from here.
I’ll add the URLwhere you can buy it shortly.
OMG, so if someone tells me I smell good, is that actually some sort of unwashed cunt reference?? *aghast*
Ah, but that is there as a reminder that your humble narrator sometimes gets things right, but he is also an idiot.
There was a reason why he had that thought, though, which is that pheromones from Lynette, who was turned on mainly by having Raylene lying bare-arsed under her on her bed, reached him and affected his mental processes, as they do, turning them to thoughts of cunt.
Pheromones exude from the entire body, and other people seldom detect them consciously, but can be affected by them. I knew there was something going on, but I wasn’t thinking very clearly.
I think I used the term “sex-drunk” somewhere, in this tale, because that was what I was. I barely had a functioning brain.
Also, it’s setting up something pretty obvious for the next instalment. To this day, I only have to decide not to do or say something stupid, and … (spoilers)