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LESSON-1-2
LESSON-3
LESSON-4.1
LESSON-4.2
LESSON-5.1
LESSON-5.2
LESSON-6.1
LESSON-6.2
LESSON-7.1
LESSON-7.2
LESSON-7.3
LESSON-8
LESSON-9
LESSON-10.1
LESSON-10.2
LESSON-11
LESSON-12
LESSON-13.1
LESSON-13.2
LESSON-14
LESSON-15.1
LESSON-15.2
Contraception
The Sex Life of the Gods. Michael Knerr. CHAPTER-1
CHAPTER-2-3
CHAPTER-4
CHAPTER-5-6
CHAPTER-7-8
CHAPTER-9-10
CHAPTER-11-12
CHAPTER-13-14
CHAPTER-15-16
CHAPTER-17-18-19

represented. For awhile it had looked as though Nick had piloted that 

space ship, but now Nolan knew better. It wasn't Nick. It was an alien! 

 

Beth! 

 

Had an alien, posing as Nick, located Beth and was now engaged in using 

her to help in whatever they had come here to do? How many other Missing 

Persons cases were wrapped up in this thing? How many aliens were 

walking the streets of earth right now? To hell with that, Nolan, he 

roared at himself. The important thing is Beth. You've got to find out 

about this thing and stop it, before something happens to her. 

 

He started the car, slammed it into gear and gunned it out onto the 

street, the tires screaming a protest... 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER TEN 

 

 

Janet was more than a beautiful woman and a good model. She was white 

heat and surging womanhood all dolled up in a body like that of a French 

movie star. She was as wanton as a Polynesian dancer and as demanding as 

a nympho. Lying there beside her relaxed nakedness, Nick Danson felt 

like another man - a tired one. 

 

He laid his hand over the swelling rise of her breast and slid it down 

the flat velvet of her stomach. She made a small sound in her throat and 

kissed him on the cheek with lips like branding irons. 

 

"I'm glad you have amnesia," she cooed against his ear. 

 

"Why, for God's sake?" 

 

She snuggled the curling warmth of her body against him and chuckled. 

"Because of this. You used to kiss me, but that was all. I wanted more, 

but not you." 

 

He blinked at the ceiling at her words. She'd tricked him! It was a nice 

trick, but still she'd cheated. All the time he'd figured that she was 

some sort of mistress, or something - obviously that's what _she_ had 

wanted, but in his other life he'd never given her a tumble. It was 

funny, in a way. 

 

"You mean ... we never..." 

 

"Nope." She chuckled again. "Aren't I a rat?" 

 

"Vixen, is more like it." 

 

"That's a good word. I like it. Janet Vixen. How would you like to kiss 

Janet Vixen, Nick Danson?" 

 

"Suppose I get another knock on the head," he suggested, "and I lose the 

memory of all this, too? Then what?" 

 

"I won't embarrass you in front of company. C'mon, kiss me again, 

stranger!" 

 

He rolled over and kissed her again and, tired or not, he could feel the 

desire surging through him again. Her small hands moved over the muscles 

of his shoulders, digging into his flesh, her teeth nibbling at his 

neck. Janet was one of those odd women who can't seem to take a darned 

thing serious. No matter what the risks were involved, to her making 

wild love was a hell of a lot of fun and that was that. He had the hunch 


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