I was yesterday very much like one of the trashy novels that I had given my last birthday. And I must say: It's pure entertainment.
"You do everything in a unique style and with such passion, my little spitfire. You are so full of F-words. "
" What the hell does that mean then? "She laughed.
" That means you're fertile, fertile, well able to reproduce and to f. .. "
I had the Scottish savages, who really misunderstood nobleman and half a gypsy is not capable of. Sowa. Fortunately, the English lady who seeks really to freedom and love rules broke, her kidnapper, lover, savior and what he is still anything else the hand on his mouth before he could shock my romantic little heart with the evil F-word
(By the way, from an Amazon review. "The story sounds not artificial." No, not at all.)
Why do I actually read other books?
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