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Open Your Legs for the Military Boys Part 1
Open Your Legs for the Military Boys Part 1
Open Your Legs for the Military Boys Part 1
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Open Your Legs for the Military Boys Part 1

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The worst has happened. Shell, my gorgeous lover and master, is being blackmailed by someone from my not so distant past - the feisty and cunning Ms Maple Syrup.

Her demands? Money, obviously. But she makes two other sly and indecent requests - one of Shell and one of me.

I am about to be handed over to her stepbrother, Arne, a military man. And he is bringing over to his barracks for very kinky proceedings.

What possibly can they be?

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Release dateNov 3, 2016
ISBN9781370935246
Open Your Legs for the Military Boys Part 1
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Aphrodite Hunt

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    Open Your Legs for the Military Boys Part 1 - Aphrodite Hunt

    Open Your Legs for the Military Boys

    Open Your Legs for the Military Boys

    Volume 8 in the ‘Open Your Legs’ series

    Aphrodite Hunt

    Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    STORIES IN THIS SERIES

    About the Author

    Also by Aphrodite Hunt

    This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.


    Copyright 2016 by Aphrodite Hunt

    Cover art by Aphrodite Hunt


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    Chapter One

    It’s the first time I have ever been in a private plane, and I would have relished every moment of it had the situation not been so dire.

    And the situation is dire, indeed.

    Shell – my fantastically sexy rock star lover and master, whom I am in love and lust with – has been blackmailed by none other than Maple Syrup.

    I should probably refer to her by her real name now – Maple Leibowitz. Personal Assistant to Blaine Wilson, my college discipline master who fucked me and punished me and introduced me to Shell. Which, in retrospect, is the biggest blessing in my life.

    I think.

    Anyway, let’s recap.

    Maple Leibowitz Syrup (some names just stick) asked me to make a secret recording of the sex proceedings between Blaine Wilson and me. Luck (for her) would have had it that Shell was in the literal picture, too.

    Once Maple Syrup saw who Shell was, the wheels in her head probably churned faster than processed butter.

    He’s rich,

    He’s sex on a stick.

    He’s a rich sex on a stick that I can blackmail.

    Shell sits across from me. We are alone in the plane but for a steward and the pilots.

    You OK? he asks.

    Yes.

    I’m anxious. I’m anxious for Shell. I’m anxious for myself. I’m anxious about everything. This isn’t going to end well, I know for sure.

    I’m sorry, I say for the umpteenth time. I’m sorry for putting this on you.

    He shrugs. He is in a white T-shirt that shows off his tattooed and muscled forearms very nicely. Skinny blue jeans complete the rest of his simple but drop dead sexy ensemble.

    You didn’t know, he says.

    He’s amiable enough, but I can’t really tell if – deep down inside – he’s:


    1) angry with me

    2) think I’m too much trouble, and right after this, he will drop me like a ton of bricks.


    I don’t want him to drop me. Ever.

    I love him.

    I want to make him

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