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SYNOPSIS
The Sinsational Bestselling Saga of Small Town Lust Concludes! This giant, 1100 page omnibus contains the final two books in the Sintown series (#7 & #8), plus a bonus erotic novel by the same bestselling author, David O. Dyer, Sr. Three complete novels in one eBook--and all for one low price--in this omnibus reprinting of trio of erotic classics that sell for $12 if bought separately! Once again, passion and lust are out of control in the town called Dot, but whose residents call it Sintown, USA! Husbands and wives cheat, sons and daughters are eager to lose their virginity, some like it kinky with garterbelts and highheels, some like it kinky with chains and whips, some with three or more to a bed. Of the "Dot" series, one Amazon reviewer says, "Tells engaging stories about the residents in the small town of Dot, North Carolina ... hard to put down once you start reading. His characters are average people, each with their own strengths and flaws, and the reader is allowed to follow along to see how their lives play out. The stories of many of the original characters are blended in well with new characters providing continuity for fans of the first book while still being able to stand-alone for first time readers." As one female reader wrote, "I laughed. I cried. I've enjoyed other books in this highly entertaining series, and intend to read them all." While a male reader raved: "I am hooked. This is better than any soap opera on TV. The author has made these people come alive. Not only do you see a town grow and change but you also see the people themselves grow and change." Contemporary adult erotic literature at its finest. Includes the novels Bawdy Talk in Dot, The Nutcase Chase in Dot, and the author's modern classic about a strange, kinky love affair, Whatever! Three novels originally published separately for more than $12.00! Over 1100 pages of scorching sex and passion. Don't miss volumes I and II in The Sintown Chronicles from Renaissance E Books' Sizzler Editions.
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"I took the last of the aspirin this morning. Do you mind swinging by Kmart?"
He kept his eyes on the road.
"Are you pouting again?"
"You beat all, you know that?"
"Come on, Buckshot. You hit the ball farther than I do."
"Yeah, but you`re consistent with every club and straight as an arrow--no hooks, no
slices, no pulls and no pushes."
"True, but you polled the ball 300 yards several times. I never got beyond the 250
marker."
"Doesn`t matter much. You`ll be driving from the ladies` tee."
"Ladies` tee?"
He nodded as he turned into the Kmart parking lot. "They figure ladies aren`t as
strong as men, so the ladies tees are closer to the greens."
"Doesn`t sound fair. Besides, it`s not how you drive, but how you arrive."
He pushed the lever to park and glared at her. "That`s an old golfing axiom. I
thought you never played the game."
"I haven`t, but I watch sports on television."
"You once told me to never lie to you. You should take your own advice."
"I`m not lying to you. Yesterday at Wal-Mart was the first time I ever held a club
in my hands. Well, that`s not true. I did use to play miniature golf once in a while, but
I`ve never used any club other than a putter."
Jodi was out of the car before he could reach her door and practice being a southern
gentleman. As they walked towards the building, Nathan said, "Actual playing
conditions are more difficult than just hitting one ball after another at a driving range.
We`ll find out just how good you are tonight."
"I thought you wanted a rematch at the bowling alley."
"Nope. We`re going to play a lighted par 3 course."
He held the first heavy glass door for Jodi and she returned the favor with the second.
"You get the aspirin. I want to check on something else," she said, picking up
a sales flyer.
"What?"
"I need a decent frying pan."
"What`s wrong with mine?"
"I`m an old fashioned girl," she said, grinning. "I cook with an iron
skillet. Hey," she continued, thrusting the flyer under his eyes, "we`re in
luck. They`re on sale."
He watched her buttocks sway as she headed towards the back of the store. That`s one fine
looking woman and she`s all mine--or is she? Do we really have a commitment? She hasn`t
taken the bracelet off since I gave it to her. He smiled and turned towards the pharmacy.
"Hello again."
Nathan recognized the voice and turned to her quickly with a smile that could melt
diamonds. "I was hoping I would run into you, Mariah." Why did I say that?
"Just need a bottle of aspirin today."
"Follow me," she said, jerking her head to the left. She walked to the back of
the gondola and pointed. "Aspirin is aspirin. You may as well save a couple of bucks
on the generic brand."
"Thanks," he said, reaching for a large bottle.
She grabbed his wrist and held it with her long, graceful fingers. For reasons that were
not clear to him, Nate wanted to kiss her feet. She drew his hand to her chest and pressed
it firmly against her left breast.
"You did a terrible thing to me twice yesterday and now you`ve done it again."
"I`m sorry," he said seriously. "What did I do?"
"You caused me to wet my panties," she said as she thrust his hand under her
short skirt, pressed it hard against the apex of her long, shapely legs and clamped it in
place with her thighs.
Nathan gulped. He didn`t know what to do, so he did nothing. He knew she was no longer
holding his wrist. He knew he should remove his hand. He couldn`t believe his fingers were
actually exploring her vaginal lips. She was right about one thing. She was dripping wet.
He glanced down. The heel of her hand pressed against his erection. She was moving it up
and down slowly. Involuntarily he pushed against her as she continued pressing against his
hand.
"I`m not looking for a love affair, Nate," she said huskily, "but I`ll do
anything you like for one roll in the hay."
He backed away quickly. "You turn me on, Mariah. I`m not going to deny that, but
there`s Jodi."
"What she doesn`t know won`t hurt her."
"Maybe not, but it`ll hurt me."
Jodi, holding a heavy box containing three sizes of iron skillets, stepped back out of
sight. What do I do now? He told Rosie this morning that he loves me, and now he`s feeling
up the pharmacist. Hold on, Jodi. He did not say he loves you. He merely said he didn`t
love Rosie.
