SUMMER LOVIN’…DID YOU GET VERY FAR?
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Do the words summer lovin' bring back memories of your teenage years? We sure remember the good ol' days of summer … and so do the three main characters in our book, I.O.U. SEX. After all, their goal was to find their former high school steadies and give them the sex they’d missed out on so many years before.

So let your mind travel back in time and think ... going steady, necking at the drive-in, and summer lovin’ as we revisit Dallas with our character June. She’s at the drive-in theater with her one-and-only, but they’re not watching the show.

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    “Mmmm, Junie. You drive me wild.” Denny reached across the vinyl-covered seat and pulled June closer.

    She snuggled against him and stretched up to whisper in his ear. “Wild, huh?” She inhaled his unique scent—Brut aftershave mixed with the faint aroma of Lava soap and motor oil from his dad’s garage.

    Denny’s laugh sounded nervous. When he shivered, June giggled and stroked his wavy hair, then tickled his earlobe with her tongue, making him gasp.

    “Whoa, baby. You better slow down or you’ll get more than you bargained for.” He turned and grasped her shoulders, staring into her blue eyes. “Or have you changed your mind?”
    June scooted away, her warm feelings cooled by Denny’s question. She pushed her long blonde hair off her face and anchored it behind her ears. “You know how I feel about going all the way. Why can’t we just have some fun?”

    Denny groaned. “Junie, baby, you really don’t understand, do you? Have you ever heard of blue balls?”

    June stammered. “B-blue what?”

    Denny ran his fingers through his hair, making the short strands stand on end. He sighed. “Never mind. Come back here, June Bug. Let’s figure out what we can do without actually doing it.” He pulled her closer and slid the spaghetti straps off her shoulders, gently kissing the spots where the fabric had been only moments before.

    They’d done some heavy petting in the past, so June didn’t object. She loved it when Denny caressed her breasts and his kisses warmed her inside and out. Once she’d let him touch her down there. It felt go good—until she got scared and made him stop. She could only imagine the thrill of real sex.

    Of course, good girls didn’t go all the way. She’d had long discussions with Kiki and Peggy on the subject of how far to go without getting a bad reputation. Peggy said once you did something, boys seemed to expect it every time. And Kiki sure had a lot of information for someone who claimed virginity.
    June smiled and unbuttoned Denny’s shirt.

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Perhaps you once met a boy who was cute as could be, and you remember your summer days drifting away. We hope this blast from the past reminds you of hot summer nights at the drive-in movies with your first love.

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Our snippet today is from I.O.U. SEX, the story of three lifelong friends who make a pact to track down their high school boyfriends. June and Kiki have found their high school steadies, but Peggy hasn't been as lucky.

Peggy sat on the patio by the pool eating Krispie Kreme doughnuts and drinking a Coke, wondering what Kiki and June were up to. She hadn’t heard a peep out of either woman since their lunch, and she was dying to hear the latest in their boyfriend saga. These days, their lives rivaled “As the World Turns” for drama, and she hated to miss a single episode.

Since their last conversation, Peg had attempted to find where Mark was living without any success. She’d tried Kiki’s approach and done a computer search, typing “Mark William Smith” in the Google search box. When she hit “enter,” millions of hits popped up. Overwhelmed, she clicked on the big “X” and turned off the confounded machine. Given her computer ineptitude, she knew she’d probably done it wrong somehow. With only Mark’s name to go on, finding him on the internet would be like searching for a needle in a haystack the size of Texas.

The solution came one sleepless night when Peggy turned on the TV and saw a “Rockford Files” rerun.

“Why didn’t I think of hiring a professional before?” She said the words out loud to the empty room.

She wondered how much an investigation would cost, and what she would tell the detective. Peggy laughed, imagining herself explaining Kiki’s crazy idea of payback sex to a complete stranger. The guy would probably fall off his chair laughing at the idea that a fat broad like her even had such fantasies, much less intended to act on them.

And what would she tell Ken? Not that her husband paid much attention to what she did, but she’d need to come up with some plausible story for how she spent the money, just in case he noticed.

Peggy decided to go for it. She went to the kitchen to find the Yellow Pages to see if private investigators were listed.

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Thank you for stopping by for another excerpt from I.O.U. SEX, the story of June, Kiki, and Peggy, three Baby Boomers who search for their high school boyfriends.

Through an Internet search, Kiki has discovered that her old boyfriend Greg is now a televangelist, but she's having a hard time getting in touch with him. This scene shows her frustration.

 

Kiki lounged in the white leather recliner at the Pink Door Spa. She'd spent the morning getting her hair trimmed and her gray roots tinted red, then dozed while an herbal masque cleansed her face. After a hot stone massage, the manicurist completed her work. While the nail polish dried, Kiki used a pencil to punch buttons on her cell phone, trying the number she'd copied from the "contact us" section of Greg's website. 
      The woman who answered was not helpful.
      No, she could not connect Kiki to Reverend Houston.
      No, she could not give out his home address.
      No, she knew of no mailing address other than the one on the website--the one where donations should be sent. It seemed to Kiki as if the only question that would solicit a yes from the old broad was "Do you take credit cards?"

          

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Boomer Lit Friday - March 15

Thanks for dropping by to read our latest Boomer Lit Friday excerpt from I.O.U. SEX. June, Kiki, and Peggy have recently made a pact to track down their high school boyfriends, and now they're meeting for lunch. In case you can't tell from Peggy's lunch order, I.O.U. SEX is set in the South. The excerpt is from Page 54 (14% on Kindle). 

The next day, Peggy sat across from her two friends, studying the restaurant's menu and having a hard time deciding which entree to order. Finally, she told the waitress to bring her favorite meal--chicken-fried steak, mashed potatoes with cream gravy, and a large Coke. A look passed between June and Kiki, but they said nothing, other than to ask for grilled tilapia with steamed veggies and iced tea. Peggy sighed, wishing she had their willpower, wondering if she could change her order, but the waitress had already taken their menus and left.

Kiki took a sip of water and smiled at the others before speaking. "So, how goes the great search? What's the latest?"

"Search? Wa...wait a minute," Peggy stammered. "Are you talking about your wild idea to find our old boyfriends? I thought that was just a joke. June, you're not searching for Denny, are you?"

June's cheeks reddened. 

                       

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