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Old 10-11-2012, 03:31 AM   #7
Xanthe
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It's the 43rd Century and yet the girl on the cover is carrying an object that is recognizable as a gun?

Sorry, but the third and fourth paragraphs of the prologue sample just caused me to roll my eyes.

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Nudging the weapon lower to aim casually between his legs, she begrudged him a smile when the thin lips separated. Straight, white teeth contrasted the lipstick coloured to match her nails. The lips were shining with gloss and moisture while a long tongue sinuously swept over them in a display designed to encourage a reaction. They were soft and succulent, ripe with the invitation to be touched again by his lips. The fresh minty taste of her mouth hung in his memory from when she had greeted him with a hungry embrace only hours ago, before everything had turned sour.

Tearing his eyes away from the muzzle, he slid them over the clinging curves of the body stocking. It covered her frame like a second luxurious skin, promising a sensual delight to the senses at the slightest touch. The fine black mesh stretched taut from ankles and curving calves to thin waist and the outward press of her breasts, leaving no doubt of the fit, athletic body contained within its smoothing confines. The scent of lavender and berries bounced between them, promising delightful nights in her company. Each slow and calculated movement, shared a soft ‘whoosh’ as the material stretching across the skin brushed against itself, hypnotising him in its effect.
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