The democrat hopeful who wants to be Georgia’s next governor, Stacey Abrams, has authored eight very steamy romance novels. Written under the pen name Selena Montgomery, The Federalist offers up some excerpts that are rather explicit in nature (Warning: profane imaging and narrative). Here
SNIP: Hi, MJA here. When I saw Dr. Tar’s story in the queue, I had to order a ‘painting’ for it from BFH.
It’s hysterically, and eye bleedingly awesome, obvy, but it’s missing a title.
You know what to do. 😉
Dreaming…Being Grabbed by the Pussy
I live in Atlanta and it’s no secret…..I don’t think she will win though
Peach-N-Beans
“Chocolate Thunder Rules My Loins”….
“Hey Sailor, Find My Nemo”….
Gone With The Ganglia
“The torn and discarded Southeastern Mills Bleached White Flour bag flew to a shadowed corner, the dim bedside lamp further obscured by the floating clouds of the sweet milled wheat, he gasped out, shaking with the fever of desire, “The wet spot! I knew it had to be here somewhere!”.
“Georgia on my Grind”
Monster Of The Deep (South)
“K Y Jammin’ “
It Came From Inner Space
The Abyss
Porn to be wild.
Scat, on a Hot Tin Roofie
Butch Gashidy and Some Dumb Kid
“I live in Atlanta and it’s no secret…..I don’t think she will win though.”
@ Tom: I’m in Rome, hope you’re right.
Big Fur Twat
(Subtitled “How to get banned from IOTWR)
Illegal Alien
(What the hell is he grasping?)
“Hey lady, I can’t breathe…”
“Swollen Lips, Tender Lips, Hips for daze”…..
“Gone On My Chin”…
They All Look The Same
The Twilight Zone
He Was a Stormy Darky Knight
The Last Night Of A Jockey.
“Long Night Drinkin’ Hennessy”….
How about ‘Unsated Ambition’?
Not sure which thread this should be on…
Ah’m Not Llamama
Apologies to Mammy from Gone With the Wind:
“It Ain’t Fittin’. It Just Ain’t Fittin'”
Look at all you horn dogs running the links faster than a golfer can swing his putter.
Such cheese in a can!
“I’ve never been with anyone before because I’ve never wanted anyone before,” but now let’s play some tonsil hockey.
LOL.
The Fromunda Cheese Diaries.
Delusional Deception, A ‘Self-Satisfying’ Aide
Black Sausage and Clam on Hominy: Hot Breakfast For Two
Black Snake Scream.
Ho…Ho…Ho….
Oh, wait…it’s not Christmas, yet.
He wanted to suppress her vote, but she was having none of it. Grabbing Randolph in her vice like grip, she tossed him down like yesterday’s bucket of chicken.
“What, what do you intend to do with me?” he asked pleadingly as Selma Montana hungrily gazed at his chiseled physique.
“I should turn you over to the authorities for all your crimes against the people, but I’m not letting you off that easy.”
Her bosom heaved, skin glistened with beads of sweat from the effort of tackling the object of her desire. Though already near exhaustion, she continued on, like some lusting animal or something.
Randolph closed his eyes tightly and began to pray it would all be over quickly. It wouldn’t.
Excerpt from “The Busted”
There’s a creature in her Black Lagoon.
OMG. I knew that broad. She gave good head.
White Menz In Muh Junk
Lots of very good ones – but, Conservative Cowgirl for the win!
“Here, Hold My Beer”…
“Hot checks and bad credit”
Stacey is forced to be at the beck and call of the head of Citibank for loans and credit card bills she cannot repay.
I wonder if she’s part of Oprah’s book club?
@Really enraged, why thank you! I do believe you got the double meaning. 😉
You didn’t erect that!
Slap my thighs and ride in on the wave
Looks more like Tyler Perry presents “Madea’s 50 Shades of Beige”.
The darker the berry, wait, that’s probably a flesh mole.
Moby’s Dick and the Whale. Willy’s Wanka and the Chocolate Umpa Lumpa.
Well, after readin some of her scratchin I’m gonna have to rethink my and Mrs Galt’s approach to love makin. We seem to be doin something wrong.
…That was terrible.
I don’t even need brain bleach or anything because I couldn’t understand what the hell was going on in each excerpt.
Each sentence was written the exact same. Over and over.
Just like I’m doing right now, an example. Never fully explained.
She was using words like gossamer and impact without knowing what they mean.
…my head hurts.
The smell of Funk made my pussy wet
“Suffocated”
“Romancing the Stoned”
“Hot Nights in Georgia” – “Get off me, you’re sweaty”
“Steadman is That You?”
Ok, I read one excerpt. Ewwwww!
She’s a pornographer.