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Dear Reader,

Women. Man, I love ‘em! The shape of ’em, the feel of ‘em, the scent of ’em. Nothing compares to rolling around on a bed with a willing woman, taking a little pleasure and giving a ton of it in return, sleeping all cuddled up next to a soft and curvy body, then waking up the next morning revitalized and ready for another tangle on the sheets. Man, that’s what I call life!

Variety. I like that, too, which is why I’m a confirmed bachelor I always let a woman know up front that I’m not interested in a permanent relationship, but occasionally one will start making those little possessive noises, and that’s when I start backpedaling. I’m not interested in marriage. No, sirree, not me I like my life just the way it is...or at least I did until Leighanna came along. Leighanna. The epitome of woman. Soft. Femirune. Sexy. Passionate. But with a streak of stubbornness in her that defies a man’s patience. She happened along, looking for a job, and against my better judgment I hired her on as a waitress at The End of the Road My life hasn’t been the same since.

Misery. That’s what life is like without Leighanna. Have you ever felt like there’s this hole where your heart used to be? I don’t know how it happened, or even when, but that’s exactly how I feel whenever Leighanna isn’t around. Do you think this is love? The forever kind? Nah, it couldn’t be. Could it...?