Very taboo. Not for the faint of heart. May include taboo and forbidden elements. This is a vintage **full length** (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel.
"Welcome to the Airport Lounge, gentlemen!."
The dark-complected man at the microphone put a shading hand to his eyes, peering out into the shadows beyond the glare of the single spot which bathed him in its brilliance.
"Damn! Right again," he said. "All guys.
"Hellza matter witchooze?
"You don't believe in dating or what?
"Ah well, faget it.
"Because, for your ennertainmint an' delight, the Airport Lounge will pervide you wit' alia feminine companionship you bin missin'.
"While you're on the premeses, acourse.
"An' after the show, the ladies will be available fer drinks and polite conversayshun.
"An' now, on widda show.
"Startin' with our big headliner so don't nobody get, like impatient, I, your genial host, Gino, anna Airport Lounge present-Big Bertha!"
A record, piped over a loud speaker, began to play the theme from "Star Wars", its classic grandeur incongruous with the tawdry, minimal furnishings of the bar, only its darkness concealing the full impact of its seediness.
But, in the blue spotlight, it somehow seemed to fit.
She was big, platinum blonde, and beautiful.
Not fat, but huge, seeming larger than life, her elevation on the slightly raised stage emphasizing her height, her proportions.
Which were massive, exaggerated in all the right places.
Not that the patrons ogling her could see much at the moment.
She was draped in a series of diaphanous veils, clinging to each other by static electricity, which concealed her details.
But they could tell, even those who had not seen her before, that there was something magnificent under there.
Gracefully, with grand gestures, she peeled veil after veil, her hourglass figure slowly beginning to take shape.
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