Fooling Around with the Future

Published by: eXtasy Books

ISBN :978-1-4874-0118-4

Page :141

Word Count :29245

Publication Date :2014-06-10

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Available Formats : Fooling Around with the Future (pdf) , Fooling Around with the Future (prc) , Fooling Around with the Future (epub) , Fooling Around with the Future (mobi)

Category : Erotic Romance , LGBTQIA+ Romance , Historical Romance , Paranormal Romance

Product Code: 978-1-4874-0118-4

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Shelby and Quentin, time travelers trapped aboard an orgy spaceship, must use their wits and sexual skills to make new friends and escape.

Time travelers Shelby and Quentin escape to the future only to find themselves trapped aboard an orgy spaceship of an evil outlaw time agent. With a price on his head, Quentin hides and Shelby finds herself drawn to the thrill of sex with aliens, especially an invisible man who isn’t all he appears to be. Can Shelby use her newly acquired sexual skills to save her lover while preventing the universe from going kaboom?

Union-occupied St. Louis, 1863

The jailer flashed Quentin and Shelby a puzzled look. "What's a blow job?"

"Oh, yeah, this is Victorian times, isn't it?" Quentin scratched his head. "Perhaps Shelby ought to demonstrate?"

"Sure thing." Shelby quietly slipped her hand out of the jailer's coat pocket and hit the button on the key chain to open the time corridor. "First you pucker up your lips and blow like this while a big hole in the fabric of time starts to unravel…"

The sergeant dropped his rifle. The captain dropped his jaw. Both men froze in place and stared in horror at the explosion of color and light and vibration emanating from what appeared to be the end of the corridor.

"Run for it!" Quentin torpedoed from under the captain's arms and grabbed Shelby by the hand. "Run like you've never run before."

"The time board—I didn't hit the button for it yet!" she shouted at him, breathless.

"No time. We'll have to body surf the time waves."

He encircled his arms about her petite form as they dove into the swirling vortex of time.