Catfished Again! Jeff and Nadezhda's Steamy Romance: From Russia with Love?
Book Details
Author(s)Dawson, Jeff
PublisherLDDJ Enterprises Publishing
ISBN / ASINB00RI493OK
ISBN-13978B00RI493O8
AvailabilityAvailable for download now.
Sales Rank3,639,523
MarketplaceUnited States 🇺🇸
Description
Is one really necessary? Well, if you missed the first work, “Catfished? Jeff and Julia’s Saga,” I’ll need to lay(pun intended) a little ground work. Back in May I received a thrilling letter from my Turkish Tart, Julia. She swore her undying love for me. Obviously she hasn’t seen me naked. Even I shudder at the thought. Moving on.
After a few months of exciting barbing and innuendos I thought my days of hammering on the keyboard responding to Eastern European women had come to a close. Not so fast.
Instead of running them off, along comes little Nadezhda. She professes to be from the “Motherland.” Who am I to deny her the pleasure of getting to know a true, red-blooded, American male? I knew if I didn’t reply I might damage her delicate psyche and dash her quest for true love. So, being the gentlemen I am, I honored her wishes and started communicating.
This is our compelling love story. WARNING! If you’re looking for a grammatically correct work of art, trust me, this isn’t it. This gal rambles on worse than any woman I’ve ever known and her, or the company she works for, put a spin on the English language that will have professors and teachers looking for a rope, a gun or a high ledge as they attempt to purge their brains of the butchery of our beloved language.
You have been warned.
After a few months of exciting barbing and innuendos I thought my days of hammering on the keyboard responding to Eastern European women had come to a close. Not so fast.
Instead of running them off, along comes little Nadezhda. She professes to be from the “Motherland.” Who am I to deny her the pleasure of getting to know a true, red-blooded, American male? I knew if I didn’t reply I might damage her delicate psyche and dash her quest for true love. So, being the gentlemen I am, I honored her wishes and started communicating.
This is our compelling love story. WARNING! If you’re looking for a grammatically correct work of art, trust me, this isn’t it. This gal rambles on worse than any woman I’ve ever known and her, or the company she works for, put a spin on the English language that will have professors and teachers looking for a rope, a gun or a high ledge as they attempt to purge their brains of the butchery of our beloved language.
You have been warned.
