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Midnight Showcase--Second Sight [Erotic-ahh Digest Vol.05-08] [MultiFormat]
eBook by Ann Regentin
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eBook Category: Erotica
eBook Description: With thirty stories of lust, love and complications, Second Sight explores the power of desire to heal old wounds, inspire new hope, and uncover the extraordinary beauty hidden in ordinary lives. With her trademark mix of unflinching honesty and sexual heat, Pushcart nominee Ann Regentin brings you thirty short stories that take the trials of ordinary life and turn them into something breathtakingly erotic.
eBook Publisher: Midnight Showcase, Published: 2005
Fictionwise Release Date: October 2005
This eBook is part of the following series:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [1.1 MB], eReader (PDB) [232 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [227 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [200 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [227 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [249 KB], hiebook (KML) [555 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [274 KB], iSilo (PDB) [186 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [232 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [282 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [295 KB]
Words: 73965
Reading time: 211-295 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 1-4416-5499-4
 
So Thin"You're so thin!" Women said it with envy, looking at her perfectly flat stomach above the waistband of her low-rise jeans. Men said it with awe and alarm the first time their hands encountered bones lurking just beneath the skin. Her mother never said it. Her mother smoked and gobbled amphetamines, and they gave her a manic edge, a raw temper that flew out with the slightest provocation, biting anything within range. "You got your grandmother's hips, like an aircraft carrier." Others, though, said she should be a model. She wouldn't. She knew better; she really did have hips like an aircraft carrier and her nose was too long. But it was nice to know that maybe she could. Aaron didn't say anything. Aaron was older, in his forties, divorced already with a kid in middle school. He was a writer, a well-known one who had come to give a lecture at her college and she was spellbound by him, the first time she had ever caught herself acting like a groupie. It embarrassed her, but she was stuck in it, helpless. Luckily, he didn't laugh. "You're smarter than you look," he said, and it hurt at the same time it intrigued her. She wanted to be smart, but she didn't think she looked dumb. He was gentle with her, patient, he took care of her. He didn't hesitate to kiss her, but he didn't go straight for her either, the way guys her own age did. He took his time, not that he didn't want sex, but that he wanted sex for the different reasons. Still, he said nothing about her being thin. Instead, he took her home. He lived in a high-rise apartment, on the twenty-third floor. It was a man's place, not a woman's, leather, functional, none of her mother's chintzes or knick-knacks. He tossed his keys onto a table by the door and ignored the frantically blinking answering machine while she stared at the walls, openmouthed. They were covered with paintings, fine art that bordered on the pornographic, not so much because of the poses but because of the flesh. The women were opulent with it, pale and rich as cream with small, soft breasts and rounded shoulders; even the men were generous, none of the lean, cut muscle of Calvin Klein ads. They confused her, disturbed her, they were so obviously beautiful. "Do you like them?" Aaron asked. "I ... I don't know. Yes. I guess." "I love them," he said.
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