RESURRECT DEAD ON PLANET JUPiTER

Atlantic City Sunrise: A Romance Novel

The following is an excerpt from my yet-to-be-finished Romance Novel: Atlantic City Sunrise. Actually… no. I was down the shore this weekend and picked up a romance novel from a free book table. It was really, really bad, but I thought it might be fun to write. Enjoy:

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Atlantic City Sunrise: selections from Chapter 62, pgs 111-112

“Where are you going?” Cherry pleaded.

“You know where.” Said Ricardo. “To be with your sister.” He said with a sinister smile.

“But why?” She cried. “What does Linetta have that I don’t?” Cherry asked seductively as she began untying her Wal Mart smock. One breast fell gracefully from the side of her partially unfurled employee apron. It hung in the air like a small bag of water, inviting Ricardo’s icy blue stare.

Using his hand as a comb, Ricardo rubbed Vaseline Cocoa Butter through the hair on his chest, but the sight of Cherry’s long and supple breast made him pause, if only for a moment. The coldness again overtook his tan, chiseled face. Placing the Vaseline on the motel nightstand, he picked up a bottle of Axe Body Spray with one hand and a pack of Kool cigarettes with the other.

“Because she knows how to treat a man.” Said Ricardo as he lit a Kool. Smoke curled through the 3-day stubble on his face.

In disgust and sorrow, Cherry let out a sob and spit her Dentene Ice in Ricardo’s face. “Go then!” She shouted unconvincingly.

The gum bounced off Ricardo’s forehead like a .22 caliber bullet bouncing off a tank. But Ricardo wasn’t a tank, he was a human being. The gum packed an emotional sting, piercing the wall that he built between himself and Cherry. Confused and angered by the sudden loss of control, he lashed out, flinging his bottle of Axe Body spray at Cherry’s now naked body.

Catching the Axe like a cat catching a fly, Cherry lay back, her artificially tanned body reflecting an orange light in the afternoon sun. Behind her, the sounds of ocean and of the Atlantic City boardwalk whispered through the room. Now with Ricardo’s full animal attention, she inserted the bottle of Axe into her turgid vagina.

Like a stallion, he was on her…

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OK, I have to stop writing this. It’s starting to disturb me. More tomorrow?