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Authors: Sloane Howell
The Panty Whisperer: The Complete Series
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The Complete Series
Sloane Howell
The Complete Series
Sloane Howell
Copyright © 2016 Sloane Howell
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Joel is back! I'm sorry that it took so long for me to bring him to you. I had to think long and hard about how to approach wrapping up this series. When I published the first short story, I didn't think anyone would ever really read it. I was wrong
I received message after message wanting more of Joel. So I wrote another five short stories as quickly as possible. I added a few characters and tried to form an overall plot in the process. I received more messages. People still wanted more.
So I wrote a novella with a cliffhanger, because I had other projects I was working on. I soon realized that Joel was here to stay, and his story needed to be finished.
Fast forward a year and four months after writing the first story and I noticed I'd become a far better writer. I wanted to make changes to the originals.
I thought about it for a few days and then I couldn't help myself. I wanted everything to flow as close to a novel as possible, and it was impossible without editing the other stories. Without boring you any longer with my ramblings, here are the new and improved—hotter, funnier versions of the man they call the Panty Whisperer. I hope you enjoy…
T
HE
MAJORITY
OF
men want sex just to get off. They blow their load, roll over, and fall asleep. That's not my style. I want you to remember my face. I want you to remember every inch of me.
And you will.
I want to watch your eyes roll up in your head, your toes cramp up while curling under your feet, your thighs trembling around my face, begging for my stiff cock inside your hot, wet pussy.
Every time you tease your clit, longing for your hair to be pulled, while squeezing those quivering pussy walls around your slippery fingers, you'll be wishing it was me inside of you, drilling balls deep into that aching cunt while you dig your nails into the sheets. I want to own your mind for the rest of your life.
The thought of me will be a thirst you can't quench, a drug you can't have, an itch that can't be scratched, no matter how hard you try. Nobody will send a shock of neural ecstasy from your pulsating little cunt to the tips of your toes the way I will. Care to bet me?
M
OST
PEOPLE
HAVE
something they're good at: math, sports, music, art. I wasn't born with some common talent. I'm a master of making women come. I don't know why, or how it happened, it's just built into my DNA. I've always been able to talk to women and get them to do whatever I want. Ever since I was a teenager, if there was a girl nobody could bed, I got there first.