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    Follow a man barely deserving of the title as he flails through a turgid cesspit of human depravity, only to discover that he’s the one bunging up its U-bend. Wrongly Writing has even more psychiatrists, anaphylaxis, and cringing social ineptitude than the first Wrong Book, and proves that while editors exist for a reason, the author clearly doesn’t. Similar to The Bible, in that Jesus is mentioned over twenty times, and entirely dissimilar to Médard Alard's 1922 masterpiece, Est-ce Que Quelqu'un a Vu Mes Clés de Voiture?, which sold over 13 copies thanks to a national cheese shortage. ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Thomas Corfield. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/191547/bk_acx0_191547_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    Alaska tour boat guide Stacie Calder faces the deep freeze in this scenic cozy series debut perfect for fans of Paige Shelton. No nine-to-five cubicle career will suit Stacie Calder-the naturalist much prefers working in the great outdoors. Specifically, the spacious and spectacular Alaskan wilderness, whose rugged charms she shares with sightseers on the top deck of the tour boat where she works. But one May afternoon, Stacie's passengers see more than glittering glaciers, frolicking harbor seals, climbing bears and soaring seabirds…they also witness a man lying dead in the frigid Alaskan waters. And it seems likely that someone gave him a fatal push. Stacie didn't know the unfortunate victim, but he sure wanted to know a lot about her. He spent most of his final afternoon bombarding her with questions quite awkward to answer. And when he wasn't in her hair, he was arguing incessantly with the boat's beleaguered crew. Which makes for a suspect list about as long as the passenger manifest. Furthermore, as police helicopters relentlessly circle her boat in search of any clues, Stacie is shaken to find herself on that suspect list. Before the tour boat reaches shore Stacie-accompanied by her beautiful blue-eyed husky, Sasha-must deduce just who sent the testy tourist tumbling into the turgid waters and have the authorities take custody. Because if she can't, then the killer might aim a fatal ice-cold stare at Stacie.
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    Alaska tour boat guide Stacie Calder faces the deep freeze in this scenic cozy series debut perfect for fans of Paige Shelton. No nine-to-five cubicle career will suit Stacie Calder-the naturalist much prefers working in the great outdoors. Specifically, the spacious and spectacular Alaskan wilderness, whose rugged charms she shares with sightseers on the top deck of the tour boat where she works. But one May afternoon, Stacie's passengers see more than glittering glaciers, frolicking harbor seals, climbing bears and soaring seabirds…they also witness a man lying dead in the frigid Alaskan waters. And it seems likely that someone gave him a fatal push. Stacie didn't know the unfortunate victim, but he sure wanted to know a lot about her. He spent most of his final afternoon bombarding her with questions quite awkward to answer. And when he wasn't in her hair, he was arguing incessantly with the boat's beleaguered crew. Which makes for a suspect list about as long as the passenger manifest. Furthermore, as police helicopters relentlessly circle her boat in search of any clues, Stacie is shaken to find herself on that suspect list. Before the tour boat reaches shore Stacie-accompanied by her beautiful blue-eyed husky, Sasha-must deduce just who sent the testy tourist tumbling into the turgid waters and have the authorities take custody. Because if she can't, then the killer might aim a fatal ice-cold stare at Stacie.
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    The moment I turned 18, I decided to live with my father. I didn’t know he had a drinking problem. Or a big, huge black German Shepherd problem. Alone with the big, dominant bull of a dog, he forced his way on me, growling and snarling until I did his bidding. I thought my father would intervene, but when he came back, he accused me of raping his precious dog. That’s when things went downhill. Fast. Excerpt: Obediently, I parted my lips and let his turgid, spider-veined cock slip inside. I gagged as his cum sprayed down my throat. But I could tell from his body language that I had better drink his dominant doggy cum or else. My God, what the hell was happening? I did my best to suck his throbbing cock, letting his cum slide down my throat and into my belly. I'd never had a cock in my mouth before and really didn't know what to do with it, but it didn't seem to matter too much to Buddy, he just held his dick deep in my throat while he pumped his seed inside me. That's when I heard the door open. Oh God! I tried to push Buddy off, but he just pressed himself harder on top of me, his dick slipping half-way down my throat. "What the fuck are you doing to my dog?" My father growled. The dog was seemingly oblivious to what was going on as he continued to pump his dominant seed down my throat. "Did you seduce Buddy?" My father, who was two sheets to the wind drunk bellowed. "No!" I tried to say, but found it awfully hard to speak with a doggie dick in my throat. "You slut! I take you in and how do you repay me? By raping my dog!" He stepped toward us and I shivered violently. "Buddy, get off her!" He growled. Instantly, the dog pulled out, whined and licked his still-cumming cock. "You're going to pay, bitch!" He said, angrily slapping me across the cheek. "But daddy!" I protested, but he was having none of it. In one swift motion, he tore off my dress, exposing my small, pert breasts and my pink, wet panties. For the second time that night I was exposed to a man. "Daddy!" I cried and covered myself.
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