Crap for a Buck


The Sensuous Golfer golf sex book
November 11, 2011, 9:07 am
Filed under: Review

The Sensuous Golfer

“No fucking way you can do it. I’ve got…22 bucks that says you can’t,” Edgar slurs. He hands Mark a cigarette and rubs his hands together to stay warm as they stand outside the bar.

“Oh man, I’ll fucking do it. I’ll do it tonight,” Mark slurrs back and drops the cigarette. He tries to pick it up, but his doubly-numb fingers find no purchase.

“All right…Two hours of writing and drawing, and you have to find someone to publish it.”

“You’re on! And you can choose the topic!” Mark challenges back, belches and gives up on the cigarette.

Edgar: “Golfing and sex.”

“You’re an ass. I don’t even golf.”

“…and you’ve been on a cold streak with the ladies for almost a year…and you’ve never written anything,” says Edgar. “And I don’t think I’ve ever seen you draw either. So two hours…Go!

And that is how The Sensuous Golfer came to be.

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