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The Voyeur: Romance, Thriller, Psychological Mystery, or a BDSM romp?

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August 29  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance, News  |   Kay Jaybee

Is it a romance, a thriller, a psychological mystery, a BDSM romp…or is it all four?

The Voyeur

 

Blurb

Wealthy business man and committed voyeur, Mark Parker, has a list of thirteen fantasies he is in the process of making a reality. Travelling between his London flat, his plush Oxfordshire mansion, and Discreet, his favourite S&M club; Mark is helped to realise his imaginatively dark erotic desires by two loyal members of his staff. His Personal Assistant, Anya Grant, and his Housekeeper Clara Hooper.

Upon his willing slave’s bare backs, Mark has written out his fantasy list in thick red pen. Only Fantasy 12 awaits the tick of completion against their flesh before Mark’s ultimate fantasy – Fantasy 13- can take place.

But have the girls performed well enough to succeed in the final challenge? And why is Mark getting mixed up with Anya’s previous employers at the Bridge’s Gentleman’s Club- a place Anya was all too delighted to escape from?

In order to find out, Mark’s girls are going to have to face some of the fantasies they thought they had left behind them all over again…

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Extract

Anya had re-scanned all the emails that had flown across the invisible airwaves of the Atlantic between herself and Candice over the past few weeks. Having retreated to the bathroom to redo her lipstick and add a second layer of concealer to the bags under her eyes, Anya felt was as ready as she’d ever be to face the confident, ultra-efficient American PA over the video link.

Having checked the webcam was working properly, and that she was seated comfortably for the forthcoming exchange of information, Anya grabbed a final glance at the notes she’d made, and turned the conference call facility onto standby.

She was just tapping in the password she required to be patched through to the States when the office door opened and Mark and Clara walked in. Anya’s stomach twisted into a knot of lust as she regarded Clara in a skin-hugging Lycra catsuit, all scarlet and black; a combination which showed her figure off to perfection.

There was no point in protesting that she was about to take an important call; Mark already knew that. Why else would he have bought Clara in, dressed so provocatively, at that exact moment? Her boss was a game player extraordinaire, and he knew precisely how to press her buttons, and freak her out at the same time. Anya had known Fantasy 6 would have to be replayed – but she hadn’t expected it now; so soon after Fantasy 2.

So, Mark isn’t going to rerun his erotic fancies in order after all.

Mark said nothing as he gestured for Anya to rise while he pulled her chair from her desk. Clara, without prompting, crawled under the desk, and crouching uncomfortably, waited for Mark to speak.

Even as her boss pointedly announced the obvious imminent replay of Fantasy 6, Anya was ahead of him, vividly remembering what had happened last time she had been forced to carry out a telephone call with Clara’s head between her legs. This time it seemed she was going to have to endure all the gorgeous delights to come while communing with an audience who could not only hear her voice, but see her as well; and who must never know what was going on below the desk.

‘Roll up your skirt, take off your thong, and sit down. I’m sure I don’t need to tell you the importance of opening your legs as wide as possible.’ Anya kicked off her shoes and obliged. ‘Quickly, girl, it’s time for your meeting to begin.’

As she sat, pulling in her chair as close to the desk as it would go without squashing Clara, Anya tried to steady her nerves. The video line rang, and Anya plastered a convincingly serene smile across her face.

‘How are you, Candice, all well over there?’ Anya felt pleased at how normal her voice sounded despite the knowledge that the woman she loved was curled up only inches from her naked pussy.

‘I’m great, thank you.’ Candice, as no-nonsense as ever, dived straight into the business of the day. ‘I’m pleased to say that the personnel alterations we’ve had this end seem to be an improvement, rather than the procedural nightmare that we both feared.’

Anya listened hard as Candice listed the strengths of the new employees and what she hoped they would bring to Parker Software as a whole. But as the minutes ticked by, and Clara hadn’t so much as breathed on her, Anya found her focus beginning to falter.

‘And if his impact so far is anything to go by, then I judge that Stuart Hopkirk will turn out to be the better of the new candidates to fulfil the transatlantic element of the sales force. He’s more of a “people person”, if you see what I mean?’ Candice emphasised her point by using her fingers to show the inverted commas around the statement that Anya had only partially heard.

Why hadn’t Clara done anything yet? Last time this had happened, her lover had been straight in with the action. That had been hard enough, trying to keep her tone business-like when Clara had been employing her mouth so expertly. This non-action was far worse. Anya was so braced for the feel of the first touch that she knew she was losing the thrust of what Candice was saying.

‘Anya, are you OK?’ Candice’s southern twang sounded genuinely concerned as her counterpart failed to answer a question.

‘Sorry, the screen broke up then for a bit,’ Anya rallied, not daring to glance in Mark’s direction, knowing he’d be annoyed at her lack of professionalism. ‘Could you repeat that one, please?’

‘Sure. I was saying that Hopkins will be over in the UK next month, so I’ll confirm dates with you once flights are booked. Mark should talk with him face to face. His ideas on company development are interesting.’

‘Of course. I’ll sort a meet and greet session in London as soon as you confirm timings.’

‘Excellent! Right, that just leaves us to sort Mark’s visit to the States in the summer. Are you coming with him this year? It would be great to meet you in person.’

‘I doubt it. I – owwww!’ Anya jumped as a sharp pair of teeth dug into her pussy. ‘Oh, do excuse me; I think I was just stung. Must be an insect in here or something.’

Candice’s eyes narrowed. She looked far from convinced, but was too professional and polite to do anything other than take Anya’s word for it.

Anya could feel a blush start to creep up her neck and tinge her cheeks pink as Clara continued to nibble her teeth over and around her mound, pulling back her labia with a sharp pressure which she knew could bring Anya off very quickly.

It was time to end this conference call, and quickly. ‘Well, my diary has the last four days of July pencilled in as a possible. How does that fit with you?’

Candice tapped a few buttons on the out of sight iPad Anya knew she was physically attached to, and looked up with an orthodontically enhanced, white toothed smile. ‘The 29th is out, but the four days prior to that are clear. Shall I book Mark in?’

Without even bothering to check those days were free in Mark’s calendar, Anya said, ‘That would be excellent.’ As Clara’s tongue and right hand joined in the exploration of her crotch, Anya pretended to write down the dates.

‘Anything else you require today, Candice?’ Anya squeezed her fingernails into her hidden palms, trying to deflect the need to wriggle her arse closer to Clara’s lips, which had begun to move even faster.

‘I think that just about concludes things. Thanks for your time, Anya.’

Issuing a smile of genuine relief as Candice bought things to a close, Anya felt Clara’s long fingernails began to delicately scrape the space below her clit. Her smile toward Candice froze for a split second as Clara then forcibly pushed a hand under Anya, shoving her butt upwards so her anus could be tickled.

‘One moment please, ladies.’ Mark strode across the room, and bent into the eyeline of the video link.

‘Good morning, Mark. I’m sorry; I hadn’t realised you were there.’ Candice’s face lit up, leaving no one in any doubt as to how attractive she thought the owner of Parker Software was.

‘I’ve just arrived, sweetheart.’ Mark oozed charm at Anya’s American associate. ‘Could you be an absolute star and give me a brief breakdown of sales figures for the last quarter your end?’

Anya could have cried as Clara’s digits increased their pace. As she struggled to keep her body still from the waist up, her arse squirmed and her shoulders tensed. She felt like some kind of sinister ventriloquist’s dummy as her upper body stiffened, a look which, at an executive level, could so easily be interpreted as lack of confidence, and therefore weakness. If she wasn’t careful Candice would be putting the word about that she was cracking up. Given half the chance, Anya knew she would be on the next plane to the UK, kicking her out, so she could work with Mark instead.

Gathering herself together, doing her best to blank out what was happening to her below desk level, Anya snapped back into PA mode. ‘Actually, that would be very helpful for me as well; but if you wish for some time to gather that information, then I am happy to schedule another call tomorrow?’

‘Well, I can help a little now.’ Candice addressed Mark rather than the PA. Normally Anya would have been offended, but today she was simply relieved to have the impetus taken away from her for a minute, so she could take the opportunity to lift her buttocks from the chair, allowing Clara easier access to her backside. Instantly, Clara shuffled a digit inside her anus, and Anya trapped her girl’s finger and right arm beneath her, successfully limiting the source of the sensually distracting motion around her groin.

Undetected, however, Clara’s left hand continued its adventure by running up Anya’s legs, dancing only the tips of her fingers over the exposed flesh, making Anya shiver, causing the inserted finger to burrow deeper into her backside.

As Candice and Mark discussed import and export figures, Anya found it harder to remain centred on them, her mind drifting more and more to the curled-up creature beneath the desk.

‘Can you confirm that for me please, Anya?’ Mark’s voice snapped Anya back to attention. She was suddenly convinced by the way he and Candice were staring at her that this was at least the second time he’d asked her that question.

She knew there was no point in bluffing; they were both too shrewd for that. ‘I’m sorry, I allowed myself to be distracted. Can you repeat that, please?’

‘Sorry, Anya, I don’t have the time.’ Mark was brusque, and he turned his face back to the video link, treating Candice to his most disarming smile, ‘I must apologise for my PA’s behaviour, Candice. This unsatisfactory situation will be cleared up. Do you have time for another link meeting tomorrow?’

‘Certainly Mark, about 3 p.m.?’

Anya bristled silently, noticing that Candice hadn’t even referred to her diary, and privately hoped she’d find she was already busy and would have to reschedule, and therefore embarrass herself.

‘I’ll speak to you then. Many thanks, Candice; until tomorrow.’ Mark clicked off the link, and the room went deadly quiet…

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Available in paperback or as an e-book, The Voyeur can be purchased from-

Amazon UK- http://www.amazon.co.uk/Voyeur-Kay-Jaybee/dp/1908917873/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1355920127&sr=1-1

Amazon.com – http://www.amazon.com/The-Voyeur-Kay-Jaybee/dp/1908917873/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1365506289&sr=8-1&keywords=The+Voyeur+kay+jaybee

Happy reading,

Kay xxx

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Take Control: The Experiment

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August 18  |  BDSM, eBooks, erotic romance, News  |   Kay Jaybee

Today we’re in the realm of Male Domination and Female Submission…

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Blurb

Take Control: Stories of Male Domination/Female Submission is a collection of toe curlingly sexy tales of bondage and female submission from the pen of best selling writer Kay Jaybee. From a spankingly delicious Dinner With Tess, to a Staged public sex fantasy, an unforgettable alfresco hosing in Deluged, a kinky scientific Experiment, and the realisation of a long held threesome fantasy in The Necklace, Take Control offers five bite sized stories that will satisfy any lover quality erotica.

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I’m going to tease you with a little taster today from The Experiment

They would follow his instructions to the letter. That was what she had claimed. Still, he was suspicious. It was probably all a con, a devious way of playing on his growing obsession. But it might not be – it might be genuine – he might get to see what he longed to see…

A petite, traditionally dressed, stunningly beautiful Malaysian girl led him into a dimly lit room. The scientist dropped his briefcase next to a comfortable wing-backed armchair, behind which was a small but well-stocked bar. Suspended from the ceiling, a state of the art camcorder pointed forwards, poised and ready to record all that was to follow. Tastefully tame classical music was being piped into the room via a number of wall speakers; speakers which he hoped would reveal some far more interesting sounds in the very near future.

About a metre in front of the chair, a large picture window had been fitted neatly between that room and the next, creating both a theatre and private audience auditorium. A thick red curtain was drawn across the other side of the glass, so that as yet the voyeur could witness nothing from the space beyond.

The hostess, hovering by the bar, gestured to the various bottles of spirits with a questioning glance. He selected a whiskey and, shrugging off his jacket, waited as a triple measure of amber liquid was sloshed into a cut-glass tumbler. With the drink, the girl passed him a white envelope, on which was written The Story Thus Far.

He sat down, fumbling open the letter with hasty fingers, and his eyes devoured the words: Shortly you will see Gail and Jade. Both have been fully appraised as to your requirements. They have been placed within the neighbouring room, secured as per your instructions.

Before your arrival, again as you requested, the girls were subjected to considerable concentrated arousal to the breasts alone, and had nipple clamps applied. Both females are now desperate for further attention. We hope you enjoy the performance. Sit back, relax, and enjoy. The Malaysian girl bowed and left.

Making himself as comfortable as possible, he sat in the chair, satisfied that – so far, at least – his wishes had been carried out.

This whole thing was an experiment: an exercise to discover how much attention needed to be applied to a woman’s breasts alone before climax overtook the subject. Any resulting arousal of his own, he had convinced himself, was coincidental, and of secondary importance to the enquiry…

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If you’d like to buy this e-book, it is available from Amazon UK, Amazon.com, and all good e-retailers. (It is also available for Kobo, Nook and on iTunes)

Happy reading!!!

Kay xx

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THE NEW ROOM: The Perfect Submissive Finale

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August 12  |  BDSM, eBooks, erotic romance, News  |   Kay Jaybee

Did you know that The Perfect Submissive saga did not finish at the end of Knowing Her Place?

The New Room is the novella length finale to The Perfect Submissive Trilogy 

The New Room

Miss Jess Sanders, resident submissive of the Fables Hotels adult entertainment floor, has been instructed to test out the new facility that her manageress, Mrs Peters, has designed for the sexual pleasure of her clients.

With a dungeon, Victorian study, medical bay, school room, and the daunting White Room already available for their guests, Jess can’t begin to imagine what lies behind the innocent looking door to the new room.

Under the supervision of the dominatrix, Miss Sarah, and with the assistance of her colleagues, Lee and Sam, as Jess steps into the new room, she quickly discovers she is about to experience far more than she bargained for…at freezing temperatures.

With the feeling that she’s acting in a play that everyone knows the script to but her, the Fables perfect submissive is challenged to the limit in Mrs Peters new room, and beyond…

 

Taking Miss Jess Sanders on one more adventure, The New Room adds an unexpected twist to the tale of The Perfect Submissive and her mistress, Miss Sarah, her boss, Mrs Peters, and her collection of male lovers…

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If you enjoyed The Perfect Submissive, The Retreat, and Knowing Her Place, then you won’t want to miss what happens inside the New Room…

Available from all good e-retailers, including-

http://www.amazon.co.uk/New-Room-Kay-Jaybee-ebook/dp/B00SNOB2YI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1422098958&sr=8-1&keywords=The+new+Room+kay+jaybee

http://www.amazon.com/New-Room-Kay-Jaybee-ebook/dp/B00SNOB2YI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1422099060&sr=8-1&keywords=The+New+Room+kay+jaybee

Happy reading!

Kay xx

 

 

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Sexy Just Got Kinky: ONLY 99p

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August 10  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance, News  |   Kay Jaybee

HEY! Sexy Just Got Kinky is on sale…

Sexy Just Got Kinky  has some scorchingly sexy stories between its pages.

All for ONLY 99p on Kindle!!

Sexy Just Got Kinky

Blurb

Welcome to Sexy Just Got Kinky, the third instalment of the Brit Babes’ Sexy Just series. Tantalise your dark side with kinks to make you think. From lovers behind bars to lone ladies behind the lens—fisticuffs and feathers, lilos and lube, scissors and sticks, whips, canes and bondage, there’s sure to be a kink within these pages to whet your appetite, tickle your fancies and heat up cold nights.

As you’d expect from a Brit Babes anthology, there is something for all erotica lovers. Each of the eight of us has our own style and approach to the art, which means all bases are covered!

I have two stories in Sexy Just Got Kinky – one is an erotic romance based on the butt, and the other is a more traditional KJB tale, about the relationship between a slave and her master.

Here are a couple of extracts to tempt you with – both pieces are taken from the beginning of each of my stories.

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“How many miles?” Leah took Luke’s bright yellow shirt, and threw it to one side.
“One hundred and forty-eight miles over two days.”
The masseur raised her eyebrows. “And yet you choose to cycle here the very next day? Your muscles can’t be that bad this time.”
“Actually, it’s the same day.” Luke gave Leah a half smile, “I came straight here. This is where the one hundred and forty-eight miles has delivered me.”
Her eyebrows rose higher. “You decided not to wait at all before you came here?”
“You told me I should come straight after my next ride so my calves didn’t foreshorten again.”
“This is true.” Leah moved towards the door which marked the gateway to her treatment room. She wasn’t ready for Luke to see how pleased she was that he’d arrived on her doorstep again.

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Hoping that his unexpected early evening appearance was because Luke couldn’t wait to see her again, Leah pointed to the screen in the corner. “If you could slip off your clothes. You can keep your shorts on if you want to, or you can wrap a towel around yourself.”
“I think I’ll lose them if that’s OK. The Lycra is feeling a bit personal at the moment, if you see what I mean.”
“I imagine the phrase hot and sweaty might also apply.”
“Sorry, it does. I should have thought. Would you like me to go home and shower first?”
It was the fractionally off key light laugh Luke gave as he spoke that told Leah she hadn’t misread the signs last time they’d met. Her pulse rate increased, but she managed to keep her voice sounding as professional as ever as she pointed to an adjoining room.
“There’s a shower through there. Why don’t you go and help yourself while I get things set up. You’re lucky my last client of the day cancelled, otherwise I’d have been sending you away.” Deliberately not looking at him, Leah asked, ‘Apart from your calves is there anywhere else that needs attention?’
“Oh yes.”
The unexpected gravel edge to his voice made Leah’s nipples push against the black cotton of her bra. “Really?”
“My butt is killing me in so many ways. You could say I’m saddle sore.”
“Go and shower. Don’t let the water get too hot. Then I’ll sort you out…”

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The Questionnaire

Dear Slut,
I expect to find this questionnaire completed, and placed on the correction stool, ready for me to read on my return from work.
As you were not permitted to speak yesterday, you will answer these questions so I may learn more about your experience.
TELL ME THE TRUTH. I want details.
From, Keeper.

1. Tell me EXACTLY what you did to prepare for the task I set you yesterday.
From the minute you’d left me yesterday morning Keeper, having told me of your intentions for the afternoon, the hands of the clock seemed to move so slowly. Time always drags when you’re not here, but yesterday the images you’d planted in my head made every second last a lifetime.
I couldn’t get the thought of what was to come from my mind. You hadn’t forbidden me to satisfy myself, and so I did—I had to.
I used the glass dildo you bought me for Christmas. I didn’t even have to rub myself to make sure I was wet enough for it. The sound of your voice as the orders came down the telephone already had my knickers soaking—I was wearing the pale pink lace ones with the almost, but not quite, see-through front.

 

I sighed far louder than you would have approved of as I pushed the dildo in. I was picturing your cock, Keeper. It’s so beautiful.
My eyes were closed as I played with myself. I could vividly see you pulling my ponytail back as, within my imagination, I crouched on all fours before you. I flushed with desire as you used my hair as a lever while you fucked me.
In reality, my right hand’s fingers danced over my nipples as I worked the dildo with the other. I am ashamed to say it didn’t take me long to come. And once I had, I was instantly aroused all over again. It was time to get ready to obey you…

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The other stories by my fellow Babes are SO hot- I urge you to dive into a copy of Sexy Just Got Kinky to see for yourself!

Available from:

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Happy reading

Kay xxx

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Birthday treat: FREE copy of Wednesday on Thursday

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July 12  |  BDSM, eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

It’s my birthday week and to celebrate – or possibly to help me forget- the chalking up of another year, I’ve decided to pop my latest erotic novella on Amazon for FREE for 5 days!

Wednesday on Thursday was the most fun to write. It contains all of my favourite things- coffee, wordplay, a touch of Egyptology, a spot of bondage, the odd bit of self-control, puzzles…oh, and a gorgeous red head called Thursday!

So if you fancy taking a peep into the word of the coffee guy, Wednesday, and Thursday, then this is your chance to do so for nothing!!

Wednesday on Thursday

Here’s little taster to whet the appetite…

Sat at her usual table, stirring a spoonful of sugar into her latte, Wednesday began her daily cycle of speculation. Who was he? Did he come into the cafe at other times and fixate on other customers? What was going through his mind while he observed her so intently? Why didn’t it bother her?

Most men noticed Wednesday’s chest first; some opted for checking out her arse. A rare few went further with their assessment, and engaged her in conversation before they tried their luck.

But not this man; the one she referred to as the coffee guy.

With a double shot espresso in his hand, the first time he’d set eyes on Wednesday, the coffee guy had started with an unashamed assessment of her chest, then, over a period of several weeks, studied her from the top of her head to the toes of her shoes.

Instinct told Wednesday to avoid the coffee guy at all costs. The way he examined her with his enquiring midnight blue eyes was so unsettling. And yet…

Whenever Wednesday walked into the café she frequented during her lunch break, the coffee guy would be there. From the moment she took her first step through the door, his focus would shift from his drink to the queue of customers, where it would become fixed upon her.

She thought she’d imagined it at first, but as time had gone by, Wednesday had become increasingly convinced it really was her he was watching.

It had crossed her mind that maybe she should be scared, that this man could be some sort of voyeuristic stalker. But Wednesday didn’t feel threatened; just intrigued and aroused, although she wasn’t sure why…

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BLURB

There are rumours that the coffee guy has “a thing” about words.

Shrugging off her friend’s concern about the way the man in the café stares at her every lunch hour, Wednesday can’t see how his love of words could possibly be hazardous.

The fact is, Wednesday rather enjoys being the centre of an attractive man’s undivided attention. His dark blue eyes alone have provided her with many delicious erotic fantasies, a welcome distraction from the pressures of the real world and a dull job.

It’s totally harmless…

…until there’s an accident with a cup of coffee.

After soaking Wednesday with a hot latte, the coffee guy’s attention suddenly becomes far more enticing—and dangerous.

Drawn into a bizarre world of human behavioural research, where crosswords are used to initiate sexual experiments, Wednesday finds herself driven, not by a desire to further scientific research, but by the need to be rewarded for her hard work by the coffee guy’s captivating research assistant.

A stunning redhead by the name of Thursday…

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To grab your copy of Wednesday and Thursday for FREE, make sure you click on the appropriate link before midnight on Sunday.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Wednesday-Thursday-Kay-Jaybee-ebook/dp/B01N5SOMT0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1485329803&sr=8-1&keywords=Wednesday+on+Thursday+Kay+Jaybee

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N5SOMT0?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660 

https://www.amazon.ca/Wednesday-Thursday-Kay-Jaybee-ebook/dp/B01N5SOMT0

Happy reading,

Kay xx

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