- 100% cotton. Machine washable. Imported.
- Dual Match embroidery at the left chest. Applied twill "3" at the right sleeve.
- Two-button placket. Ribbed polo collar and armbands.
- Uneven vented hem.
A collection of stories which provides an insight into the colorful and diverse personalities of the settlers who helped tame America's Far West.In a battle of wills, only one can be on top. Right?
A Fangly My Dear book. After an investigation goes horribly wrong, former journalist and brand-new vampire Gabe Morrow, wants to get a life. A social life, that is.
Fresh from the vampire halfway house, he's ecstaticâ€"and a little waryâ€"when Fangly, My Dear fixes him up with San Francisco cop Tanith Kalinski. Although his last investigation had him tracking corrupt cops, one night with this detective blows him away.
Vampires have always both repelled and fascinated! Tanith. She figures one dateâ€"one long, passionate night of hot sexâ€"will finally get the creatures out of her system. Then she meets Gabe. Their instantaneous attraction is so intense that instead of curing her of her obsession, their one night together makes it stronger than ever.
What's worse, Gabe wants more than she's willing to offer. With his murderer still on the loose, keeping Gabe at arm's length risks more than her heartâ€"it could mean her life.
Warning: This title contains plenty of hot vampire loving.
In a battle of wills, only one can be on top. Right?
A Fangly My Dear book. After an investigation goes horribly wrong, former journalist and brand-new vampire Gabe Morrow, wants to get a life. A social life, that is.
Fresh from the vampire halfway house, he's ecstaticâ€"and a little waryâ€"when Fangly, My Dear fixes him up with San Francisco cop Tanith Kalinski. Although his last investigation had him tracking corrupt cops, one n! ight with this detective blows him away.
Vampires have ! always b oth repelled and fascinated Tanith. She figures one dateâ€"one long, passionate night of hot sexâ€"will finally get the creatures out of her system. Then she meets Gabe. Their instantaneous attraction is so intense that instead of curing her of her obsession, their one night together makes it stronger than ever.
What's worse, Gabe wants more than she's willing to offer. With his murderer still on the loose, keeping Gabe at arm's length risks more than her heartâ€"it could mean her life.
Warning: This title contains plenty of hot vampire loving.
A May/December relationship blossoms between a beautiful young woman and an older man. The sex is great. But where will it lead when their paths cross but are ultimately so different?
By the time I was twenty years of age, I really wanted desperately to become a Broadway actress, but, instead, like a lot of other girls, I became a fulltime waitress and worked the tourist tables at Emilio's down in the Vill! age.
Then I got to be lucky and was living with a nice guy, a good-looking young actor name Ronald McKay, and he and I had been acting in the theatre since going to high school, you know, doing scenes, making the rounds, reading for parts we never got.
We often stayed up all night reading for off-Broadway plays never produced, and we sent out pictures, or we tried to call would-be agents, or we'd just spend the day talking with other actors and generally being with people who were involved in getting our names spread around.
Going to acting classes and sending out my resume and spending carfare making my rounds every morning, I finally got a bit part in an independent movie being filmed in 16mm by a young woman at NYU's film school, and this was a very small part, and from the money I earned I had to work at waitressing only part-time.
It was during this period in Emilio's terrace cafe that I eventually met Richard, whom the other! waitresses called 'the light of my life'.
I used t! o walk f rom Ronald's and my tiny apartment everyday from the lower Eastside, and once at work, I have a nice section in the Cafe out on the front terrace, which was Sixth Avenue then, and often I would see this very nice older man alone and drinking rum and coke, maybe just looking around at the street, or maybe sometimes over at us, sometimes at me.
You could certainly say that Richard was older than I was, say in his fifties, which definitely was not my style, because I was only twenty, and although my few girl friends always told me that I had a great figure, a curvy body, with gorgeous full breasts and nice long legs under my jeans, I never was at a loss attracting men…
Novel includes graphic sex scenes and situations. Adults Only.A May/December relationship blossoms between a beautiful young woman and an older man. The sex is great. But where will it lead when their paths cross but are ultimately so different?
By the time I was twenty years of age! , I really wanted desperately to become a Broadway actress, but, instead, like a lot of other girls, I became a fulltime waitress and worked the tourist tables at Emilio's down in the Village.
Then I got to be lucky and was living with a nice guy, a good-looking young actor name Ronald McKay, and he and I had been acting in the theatre since going to high school, you know, doing scenes, making the rounds, reading for parts we never got.
We often stayed up all night reading for off-Broadway plays never produced, and we sent out pictures, or we tried to call would-be agents, or we'd just spend the day talking with other actors and generally being with people who were involved in getting our names spread around.
Going to acting classes and sending out my resume and spending carfare making my rounds every morning, I finally got a bit part in an independent movie being filmed in 16mm by a young woman at NYU's film school, and this was a very small part, and ! from the money I earned I had to work at waitressing only part! -time.
It was during this period in Emilio's terrace cafe that I eventually met Richard, whom the other waitresses called 'the light of my life'.
I used to walk from Ronald's and my tiny apartment everyday from the lower Eastside, and once at work, I have a nice section in the Cafe out on the front terrace, which was Sixth Avenue then, and often I would see this very nice older man alone and drinking rum and coke, maybe just looking around at the street, or maybe sometimes over at us, sometimes at me.
You could certainly say that Richard was older than I was, say in his fifties, which definitely was not my style, because I was only twenty, and although my few girl friends always told me that I had a great figure, a curvy body, with gorgeous full breasts and nice long legs under my jeans, I never was at a loss attracting men…
Novel includes graphic sex scenes and situations. Adults Only.A classic polo in breathable cotton mesh is modern and sporty with D! ual Match embroidery and an applied "3" on the right sleeve for in-the-game authenticity.
