by Brenda Colbath
This book is dedicated to my Husband, Shirl for reading and re-reading this Sexy Si/Fi book again and again after each re-writing. He took my ideas of what I wanted for a cover and produced a finished product by learning Gimp.
To my Dawta, Dawnzella for her editing skills, even though she had to read the sexy stuff with her eyes closed. She said it wasn’t easy reading sexy stuff that her Mother wrote. I don’t know why she is complaining, her Dad listened to me read it out loud.
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Think for a minute, and try to imagine being immortal? Living long after your friends and lovers are gone? Would you look at life differently or would you be immune to feelings of regret?
Will Marissa forgive sexy Dr. Carl Sanderson and housekeeper Francesca Montenegro for trying to save her from herself? She can’t see the danger right under her nose.
What’s a girl to do when she is in lust; wants to stay young and beautiful forever? Marissa Mahoney is that girl! Unfortunately, keeping her in that condition could be fatal. This is a sexy romp through a “who’s fooling who” Sci/Fi fantasy.
Here is a small excerpt from the first chapter!
What’s a girl to do when she is in lust; wants to stay young and beautiful forever? Unfortunately for Marissa, keeping her body in that condition could be fatal. Dr. Sanderson’s exam rooms were bigger and more luxurious than most Doctors; Marissa was surprised to see soft beige carpet with deep padding had been installed since her last visit. “Has it been that long?” Marissa wondered as she hopped up on the deeply padded exam table; covered with a white linen cover. Dr. Sanderson would never subject his patients to those stiff paper covers that inevitably stuck to your most vulnerable body part. His practice was small by choice, he enjoyed other pursuits, martial arts, snow, and water skiing. Being the head of RAFT (Regenerist’s are people too) required much of his time. He spent two months every winter usually December and January attending to the business of the SAROS (South American Regenerist’s Organization Spa) checking the health of the workers; relaxing in his luxurious private suite.
“Hi, Carl, how have you been?” She said, hopping down from the table, her gown, slipping off one shoulder; barely clinging to the other, “It has been too long since we have had any time to together; I’ve missed you. We must have dinner together soon.” At his smile of agreement, she said, “How about this Sunday, say 8:00? Mario is planning dinner, and he is keeping the menu a huge surprise, you just have to come.” Snaking her arms around his neck her luscious lips caressed him until their caressing deepened; his arms tightened around her pulling her closer, enjoying the feel of her spectacular body through the short, thin gown. Enjoying their prolonged hug and kiss they nearly became lost in each other’s arms.
“Marissa, what must I do to make you realize that you cannot wait until the last minute to make preparations for your appointment at SAROS? You know very well that everyone must undergo a complete regeneration once our carbon dioxide level reaches a dangerous level, which is where you are now.
, “You have been neglecting your health. I will use the infuser today, but it can only bring you to a bare minimum level.” He said as he again stepped close and gently cupped her hands in his. “Marissa, darling, must I remind you that we are not native to this planet; our scientists discovered many years ago that none of its inhabitants are native. We chose to migrate here; they came from worlds in several other universes. These earthlings were brought here as a scientific experiment; when it failed, they were abandoned; left scattered across the planet to live or die; many evolved: many became extinct.”
Read the rest of the book to discover the “Who’s foolin’ Who” in this sexy romp through the immortals that just want to have fun and survive and the earthlings that don’t want those “things” in their world!