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Simone & Harry - A Love Story

 

  • Title: Simone & Harry – A Love Story
  • Author: J. S. Underhill
  • Publisher: Augusta Wind Press
  • Form: Paperback
  • Illustrated: ---
  • Number of Pages: 282
  • ISBN: 0-9663677-1-5
  • Price: $19.95 and free shipping

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Description: What if Mary Magdalena fell in love with you? I mean today, modem times, and there's this stunning woman with these eyes, and this passion. You know you can never measure up to being the sort of man she's used to. But still... And here she's fallen in love with you. You're in your 60's, she's thirty-something, a stripper and lapdancer in Manhattan. Will you end up crucified, you specifically up there on the cross, not just metaphorically as with lovers? But how do you get away from her? She wants you just as you are, she doesn't care about your age or decrepitude. She doesn't care about anything more than loving you and having you in her, of her, body and soul poised on the cusp of a love few men have ever known. Still, you're scared. Are you up to this? Maybe so, to love with this burning, boiled down vital plasma of your soul still unexpressed. However long you last in her blazing love it'd be like the Big Bang, God's Aha! moment setting off yet another Creation. You'd know stuff. In fact, everything. But do you want to go that far? A real dilemma. Somehow you've opened Magdalena's heart after its being closed down for 2000 years. And the prophecy buzz is that you're It this time around. Oh God...

Author biography: J.S.Underhill is a former Montana sheepherder and Calvin Klein model.

Review: “An old man raised from the dead, made into a prince of light. This is an instant classic…”

-Umberto Berlioz, Life Times Magazine, February 2, 2004

EXCERPT:

"I've heard all the lines, Jim Joe, I mean all in my 37 years, and that one turns me off the most. It makes me feel like a chicken fried steak you want to pour country gravy on. You want to know a line a woman can't resist?"
"Tell me, so I can use it."
"'I love you like I have loved no other, I am yours forever, just to be near you and feel the warmth of your body, to smell your hair and nestle my cheek in the curve of your neck, to be graced by your looking at me the way you do, to inhale the air you have breathed, the touch of your hand, the tilt of your head when you are thinking. The curve of your waist.'
"A woman'll always believe this and be turned on by it because she wants to be all that, to answer the man's passion with her own, even if his words are all lies. If he says them to her without stumbling too much or using crib notes, if she feels his slightest care for her as a woman, it opens her heart and that's what enflames her. Her own heart. Not the guy."
"Oh. Yeh. But I want to jump your bones, not marry you. How about we trade hats, your cap for a silk scarf I gave to a girl once, it's more you than the one you have on. I paid $80 for the scarf, she never wore it. Virgin scarf. What did the cap cost?"
"Did you get any of what I was saying?”
"What were you saying?"
"The cap cost twelve bucks."
"See, you come out ahead. I can wear it when I go to my AlAnon meeting. It's more me."
"I like the cap, the message. What happened to the girl you gave the scarf to?"
"Why do you want to know?"
She looks at him levelly, he laughs with delight, gets up and goes to the next room scooping air in a signal for her to follow.
"C'mon, least look at it. Going to waste in there."
As she follows there is movement behind her. She looks back and catches a glimpse of dark eyes shining through a mess of black hair and hooding shawl. The hair at the nape of her neck prickles. "Who's the woman?"
"Who?"
"That's what I said."
"I have a cat.”
"As tall as you? Wears a shawl?"
"Little shorter. But she's not dangerous except when she's hungry, or in heat. Come over, look at this." He shakes out the folded scarf, Indian designs in pink, blue and black on a white background. He holds it out but she only glances at it.
“Who is she?"
“You like?"
"Nice. What about her?"
"Trade for the dumb ass cap?"
"I asked you a question, JJ. Answer me."

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