This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Honeymoon Hotel. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts:
"But aren't you excited?" Marylou asked, shivering in vicarious enjoyment. "I mean... I would be! After all, your wedding is only two days away, and then you and d**k go to that groovy castle place in Ireland for your honeymoon. Why, you must be excited."
CHAPTER ONE "But aren't you excited?" Marylou asked, shivering in vicarious enjoyment. "I mean... I would be! After all, your wedding is only two days away, and then you and d**k go to that groovy castle place in Ireland for your honeymoon. Why, you must be excited." "Of course I am, silly." Sue's voice was patient with her cousin. "I'm happy and excited. But I'm also calm." That last statement was a lie, but Marylou couldn't know it. The younger girl couldn't see the turmoil Sue felt, the oppressive feeling of apprehension that bordered on fear. "It must be wonderful to be really in love and be old enough to get married... and wake up in bed next to your husband." Marylou put a hand to her mouth and giggled. "I mean my husband. If I had a husband." "Marylou?" Sue's voice had just a bi
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