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Jeb is a hired gun down on his luck, drinking away his problems south of the American border. Heartbreak has laid him low, and he’s running out of money when he receives a letter inviting him to discuss a strange business opportunity.
When he gets there he finds that his employer has hired a female to keep him company that night. Jeb soon finds himself not only on the payroll of the elite but in a sexual playground all on its own.
Written by Kathleen Tate
Published by AmorBooks
Jeb shuffled papers around on the desk of his office. He’d just been elected a few months ago, and still spent every morning trying desperately to get his bearings in the mountain of paperwork on his desk. And every morning he got frustrated with the ephemera built up in front of him like a snare of logs jammed in a river’s bend.
At first the mailman had made neat piles on his desk, trying his hardest to keep the letters, memos, notes from legislators and messages from congress people get lost in the all the junk mail: people from smaller cities wrote members of the government sometimes at random and always out of sheer frustration that something that wasn’t being done the right way that, to their reckoning, ought to be done the right way; or the queries for work from young men who’d been practicing their quick draw skills; and the ever present, and…
