Sit-Ups & Supersex
Author | : Celine Flux |
Publisher | : Xlibris Corporation |
Total Pages | : 580 |
Release | : 2011-06-15 |
ISBN-10 | : 9781456892555 |
ISBN-13 | : 145689255X |
Rating | : 4/5 (55X Downloads) |
Download or read book Sit-Ups & Supersex written by Celine Flux and published by Xlibris Corporation. This book was released on 2011-06-15 with total page 580 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Alas . . . hospitalization finds Omni befriended by Nurse Seattle and young radiographer Niv. After he discharges himself, wounds weeping Seattle crosses professional / marriage lines to visit. One night of folklove with Boho Bee before taken from Harbourton, to Metroaux, then an inevitable return in crutches where Niv introduces big bro Nick, who fudges paperwork at the majestic-yet-eerie place of employment dominating the Zone1 skyline. A Mumbai fling endures with workmate Neongreat times in the Triangular Kilometres (in the city) are had when she, Omni, Niv and Quetzal have hilarious happenings heading to their shared SE1 flat. But Neon dies tragically and Vienna, calamitous and poetic, is framed after a night with wicked but hard-bodied Mr Rella. Before then, or 911, or even Vees capture and trial, Nick sips in The Herbal Cafeterium W1: kids with not so keen Vee? Inside trading with closest law-bending colleague Lanky Peter? While protecting young protge Omni . . . Meanwhile in Hoeswater with Evelyn: After leaving Adamsports lout with corresponding opinions Seattle bumps into Laureate and sistren Abigail, Volga and co. Reunited she describes the temples beautifully ugly philosulum to Omni, yet he just wants to know whats up with the Ugly Girls title? Unbeknown Mother Laureate . . . knew Omniversal would come. Long-estranged by now, Nick, Peter and Omni eye-up the same jacket. The weekend swelters but Nick walks over to WC2 to claim it first. Bags full tube-bound he witnesses what looks like a lovers tiff! Janet, mature but hot, throws her wedding band at Michael and lover in front of the Bluecoats. Ordered off, without purse or keys he just has to inquire . . .Are you OK . . . ?