Check this out. I can’t even believe this one.
And now check out the blurb:
Terminally ill, Suzanne must find a replacement to take care of her loved ones before she dies. Matchmaking services haven’t worked out because her husband finds the fuckable ones un-marriable, and the marriable ones, unfuckable. Her only option is to somehow convince the hottie next door to seduce her husband, never imagining that she would also be seduced. With time running out, her husband and her replacement decide to give Suzanne as much sex as possible before she dies in a wild three-way love-sex triangle. Before she faced death, but now Suzanne is totally screwed.
WTF? First, she doesn’t even look terminally ill and second, that blurb. What the actual fuck?
ugh… just ugh.
It could be the woman on the cover–that’s a cover, really?–is actually the replacement, that ‘hot chick next door.’
Either way, the blurb just…
This one is both “WTF” and repulsive. *shudder*
I love the line “wild three-way love-sex triangle” in case someone out there doesn’t know a triangle has 3 sides.