Monday, April 21, 2014

Cover Reveal: Recovery @con_riley @PridePromo #bookcontest


Recovery
Con Riley

About Con: Con Riley lives on the wild and rugged Devonshire coast, with her head in the clouds, and her feet in the Atlantic Ocean.

Injury curtailed her enjoyment of outdoor pursuits, so writing fiction now fills her free time instead. Love, loss, and redemption shape her romance stories, and her characters are flawed in ways that makes them live and breathe.

When not people watching, or wrangling her own boy band of teen sons, she spends time staring at the sea from her kitchen window. If you see her, don't disturb her—she's probably thinking up new plots.


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Cover Artist: Aaron Anderson
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Blurb: San Diego is a city of second chances for Jamie Carlson. His new career as a photographer is taking off, and with the support of a loving surrogate family, he’s finally putting his party years behind him. The Bailey family helped him solve his drinking problem, but there’s no easy solution to staying sober now that Belle Bailey’s dying. Her last wish is a challenge Jamie can't overcome without help.

Solving problems is Daniel Priest’s specialty. More than twenty years older than Jamie, he’s successful and experienced. He makes his living resolving corporate crises—but his personal life has been far from perfect. Now that his marriage is over, Daniel’s determined to make up for lost time. One night with Jamie isn’t nearly enough for him.

Daniel’s honest offer of help is more than Jamie expects from a one-time hookup. Even so, fulfilling Belle’s last wish is a tall order. Repairing her damaged family as she requests proves difficult when Jamie has to face his own past as well.

Jamie could risk his hard-won recovery by admitting why he hit rock bottom in the first place. If he wants a future with Daniel, he'll have to address those reasons head-on.

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Story Orgy Monday pt. 13

Happy Story Orgy Monday!

Hello and welcome to my little corner of the world…and evidently my little corner of the world decided to fall into a black hole and not post like it was supposed to *growls* But we’re all good now, I hope…and I’m posted up for all to view. *strikes a pose*

This week's prompt:  the garden was overgrown now...

And now for your reading pleasure…


*Untitled*
(any suggestions here?)
pt. 13
copyright © 2014 Havan Fellows

Shawn turned on the padded bar stool, holding a drink that suddenly lost its appeal as he stared at the possible love of his life heading down one of the back halls with his arms around some slut puppy.

Well fuck.

A part of him wanted to follow Dell down that hallway and yank him around, demand answers as to why he was allowing some two-bit sleaze to hang all over him. How could he do that to Shawn? Especially after all Shawn was trying to do to right a serious wrong from seven months ago.

Sure, Shawn ratting out Drew wouldn't do much for Dell now, but it would knock Drew back a couple hundred pegs and—if Shawn knew his best friend, and he was positive he did—Drew would be hitting rock bottom before the sun rose on a new day. Part of the reason he was doing this was because Pat deserved better, the other half was for that man in the restaurant last night describing how he got his heart torn out.

He didn't follow Dell down that hallway.

They weren't technically dating yet. No matter how Shawn approached this situation there was no way to rationally accuse Dell of any real wrong doings, even if it did hurt like hell.

"Hey, Shawn?"

Shawn looked over at a shorter man, wide in the shoulders and definitely with a compact build. "Who's asking?"

The stranger tilted his head and raised an eyebrow. "So yeah, you're Shawn. My dad said you were a riot."

Shawn straightened his back. "You're Barry's son?"

The man nodded as he took Shawn's elbow and tugged him off of the stool. "Yeah, Louie, if Dad didn't share names or anything. He likes playing this as a game of cat and mouse."

Following Louie, mainly because the guy had an iron-clad grip on his arm, Shawn questioned him, "So, it isn't cat and mouse for you, too?"

"Hell no. I just want to go home to my wife and watch late night TV Land crap. I don't want no part of that idiot cousin of mine or his"—he looked over his shoulder at Shawn before resuming—"fan club."

Shawn tried to glance down the hall Dell walked just moments ago before being dragged past it to the next one. "I may be a lot of things, and after tonight I can probably add some not so favorable words to that list...but I am not a member of Drew's fan club." Shawn gritted out through clenched teeth, while still trying to be heard over the eighties hip hop music that now blared.

They got stopped by a crowd of men trying to maneuver closer to the stage that separated the two hallways. Shawn caught Louie eyeing the stripper up there in the red vinyl boy shorts and not much of anything else.

"Maybe you aren't so interested in hurrying home to your wife, eh? You do share the same blood as Drew...maybe the same habits too." Shawn didn't know what caused him to be so nasty to the man, except just knowing that Louie was here doing Drew's bidding.

Instead of looking chagrined or angry, the man snorted and shook his head, laughing. "Jeez, dude, you ain't never seen my old lady. If I'd let her she could work here and I could retire in style. Nah, this chick," he nodded to the woman wrapping her leg around the pole, "she's an old, not-so-much friend. Back when I was dating my Nattie, well Rosa there thought she had dibs since we'd done gone through school together. I never even cared to touch her, unlike all the other guys in our class. That girl's garden never got overgrown, if you know what I mean."

Even if Shawn wanted to glance back up at the woman strutting on the stage he couldn't after that comment. "God I really hope I don't know what you mean."

"Guys were mow—"

"No details! Please." Shawn started them walking again.

Louie chuckled as they turned down the hall toward the room Shawn had just vacated less than an hour before.

"Who knew you'd be a prude."

Shawn stopped and glared at the shorter man. "Why? Because I'm gay?"

That just made Louie chuckle more. "Nah, because you're Pat's friend. I may not be buddies with that man, but I know he ain't no prude."

"Wouldn't hurt if he was once in a while." Shawn muttered as they stood in front of the door to the private room.

A hard slap on his back pushed him a step closer to the doorknob.

"Okay, my job here is done. I'll hang around just in case a body needs disposing of, but other than that I wish I could say it's been a pleasure."

"You really aren't like him, are you?"

Louie's wide smile softened a little, became a touch more genuine. "I might've been, if Nattie hadn't slapped my ass and straightened my road. It's amazing what the right person in your life can do, especially if that person happens to be a good friend to boot." His smile vanished completely. "Whatever happens here tonight, Shawn, remember that he ain't your friend."

With that parting shot—of wisdom?—Louie turned on his heels and was back in the main room of the club in seconds.

Shawn took a fortifying breath before turning the knob and entering the room.

***

Dell and Bryce approached the room that held their now probably in-full-swing bachelor party, but a big beefy man stepped in front of them and blocked their entrance.

Dell stared at the large man with a feeling of déjà vu. "Um...we're expected in there." He pointed past the human barricade to the door behind him.

Bryce chipped in, "I was told this was the room with the bachelor party in it."

The man grinned, the happy face clashing with the formidable pose of him standing there with his arms crossed. "Nope, rooms were changed. You guys are in that room there now." He extended his arm and pointed to a room on the other side of the hall. "There was a mix-up in the reservations, but your new room is much bigger."

Dell looked at Bryce and they both shrugged at the same time. Did it really matter which room they were in?

They both walked to the other door, Dell turning around and smiling at the intimidating man who really wasn't. "That would've been bad if we walked in on someone else's...um...entertainment. Thanks..."

"Barry. And yeah, we wouldn't want you in the wrong room, now would we?" The corner of the man's lips twitched up.

"Yeah." Dell muttered under his breath, staring at the man’s face, sure he knew him. He only gathered his wits about him again when his friend tugged on his arm and he turned, heading for the new location.

Bryce opened the door and they entered the oddly quiet room.

His friend must've tripped over his big feet in the too small shoes because he slammed into Dell's back, sending Dell to his knees in a jarring move. That didn't stop Bryce's forward momentum because Dell heard him slam into someone else...

"Jesus!"

"Sorry..."

"Shit!"

"Fucking sorry man..."

The muffled expletives from Bryce and an unknown voice, clued him in on that one—because by that time all the lights had gone out in the room. They were in complete darkness.

To be cont'd...


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Sunday, April 20, 2014

Happy Easter :)


Happy Easter for all that celebrate it...and if you don't, well hey—tomorrow there will be lots of chocolate on sale! That's happy happy for all of us, right? *winks*


Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Take a long...slow...hard...wild tour of the Willow Springs Ranch and win!

Let's talk about a lovely lady, an assortment of life-threatening incidences, a couple of cute dogs, lots of leather...oh yeah and a plethora of cowboys and uniformed men...that's right – today we are talking about Laura Harner's Willow Springs Ranch series!

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Willow Springs Ranch Series
Book 1 - Ty Hard (on sale FREE right now)
Book 2 – Hold Tight
Book 3 – Taking Chance
Book 3.5 – Ty’d Down (FREE short)
Book 4 – Hanging Chad
Book 5 – Park’s Lot


Book 1 - Ty Hard  (on sale FREE right now)
Tyler has used Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell as a shield against the truth since he was seventeen. Cut loose from his Navy career and mourning his mentor’s death, Ty must come to terms with his desire for another man, even while he fights to keep his PTSD from pulling him under. Rancher Cass Cartwright’s relationships never last more than a few hours, and that’s just the way he likes it. Now he's done the one thing he swore never to do: fallen in love. Can Cass convince Ty to let go of his past or will sabotage at the ranch kill their love before it has a chance to grow?
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Book 2 – Hold Tight
Sheriff Holden Titus had organized his fresh start down to the last detail. Except for the part about the bomb that blew his plans all to hell. Now he’s running out of time, without a job, without a home, and struggling to get back on his feet. Literally.

Despite the impolite rejection, Drew knows he didn’t have the wrong impression months ago when he asked the sheriff to dance, but he never expected to have Holden’s life in his hands. Literally.

Thanks to some meddlesome matchmaking, the two men are now temporary housemates at the Willow Springs Ranch and Drew is determined to help Holden heal, both physically and emotionally. Even if it means he has to drag the other man kicking and screaming to physical therapy…and out of the closet. In fact, that might be kind of fun.

The problem is, Holden doesn’t consider himself in the closet…but not all secrets are created equal.
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Book 3 – Taking Chance
Officer Chance Carter is pretty sure he’d still enjoy being on either end of a good ass reaming—just not the one from his supervisor that lands him on an involuntary extended vacation. Another holiday season with nothing to do except visit an old friend.

Former hospital corpsman Bryan Mitchell doesn’t feel less than honorable, but that’s what his discharge paperwork states. Now he's down and out in Kingman, Arizona until the charity of a stranger lands him a temporary job for the holidays.

When two federal employees go missing during a highly controversial wild horse roundup, the two Willow Springs Ranch newcomers are drafted to help in the search, but if rumors of a local anti-government militia are true, Chance and Bryan may be in serious trouble—and from something far more dangerous than their mutual attraction.
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Book 3.5 – Ty’d Down (FREE short)
Ty brushed his hands on the long white apron and moved to the island counter to add more frosting to the piping bag. Cake decorating had never been his favorite chef duty, but like many cooks in the Navy, he had plenty of experience. He took another sip of coffee then began the final step of piping the white border around the edge of the top layer. He would add the already prepared red roses, last. As peace offerings went, a chocolate three-layer cake with buttercream icing wasn’t much, but Cass would forgive him. Eventually.

Today should have been their wedding day, but Ty had put a stop to all the foolishness weeks ago. For fuck’s sake, Arizona didn’t even have gay marriage. The gathering of friends for a commitment ceremony just seemed…stupid. Besides, Cass had just been caught up in the events surrounding Chance and Bryan’s rescue when he’d proposed. The truth of their relationship had been plain as day when Cass tried to take over the conversation after Bryan had been rescued. The words still echoed in his head.

“It’s my ranch…my decision…" Cass was boss and Ty the cook. Point taken. Ty wasn’t even bitter. Much. Cass was right, this was his ranch and Ty had usurped his authority—but goddamn it! No one here was better than Ty when it came to running a covert mission. Cass should have respected him enough…trusted him enough…
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Book 4 – Hanging Chad
For Chad Ollom, landing on the Willow Springs Ranch after his teaching career crashed and burned last year was a lesson in irony, considering he’d sworn off all things related to horses and cowboys after a near fatal fall as a child. Now with a new mission in life, Chad plans to bring critically ill children to the ranch for a special celebration.

Aging rodeo cowboy Jesse Duran lives life eight seconds at a time, and whether it’s broncos or men, it’s always been get on and get off before anyone gets hurt. When he’s required to take a break from the circuit and ends up on the WSR, the enticing ass of a stand-offish teacher turned contractor might just be enough challenge to keep him entertained for a week or two.

As attraction flares, personal boundaries start to crumble, and the lines between seducer and seduced begin to blur. When the series of on-going attacks against the WSR moves from sabotage to arson, Jesse steps up to help, but when Chad is forced to return to his past to face charges, the men of the WSR want to know if Jesse will stick or leave Chad hanging.
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Book 5 – Park’s Lot
When vegan, peace-loving, social do-gooder Park Williams stumbles across the half-dead cattle rancher who has been sabotaging the Willow Springs Ranch in the name of a homophobic militia group…there’s only one thing to do. Save his life, then share his tent. Waking to find the man’s dick pressed against his ass is just a bonus.

Tanner Triplett is in trouble. Not the your-brother-is-a-sociopathic-murderer-and-you’re-his-next-victim sort of trouble. Not even the your-father-is-trying-to-overthrow-the-federal-government-and-you’re-going-to-jail-for-helping kind of trouble. No…this is the sort of trouble that comes when you wake up with stranger’s dick in your hand. Holy fuck. How is he going to get out of this?

A sudden need to run for their lives ought to do it.

Determined to make amends, Tanner leads Park to the relative safety of the WSR, where the biggest danger should be from gun-wielding cowboys seeking revenge. Tanner hadn’t counted on sharing a room with the exotically beautiful Park or the danger to his heart when the carefully erected walls protecting his secret come tumbling down.
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Now that you've gotten a peek at 5 amazing books...how's about getting to know this luscious author just a little bit better? That's what I thought *winks* great minds and all... ;)

Raised in California, Laura likes it hot, which explains why she ended up in Arizona via such diverse places as Japan, Maine, and Florida, and many more places in between. After retiring from the US Navy, she found a niche working for land management agencies, including the National Park Service and the Bureau of Land Management. Though she has held many jobs around the world, her favorite was working and living in Grand Canyon National Park. Working (and eating) in New Orleans was a close second. You will find many of her books are set against the rich backdrops provided by coastal Louisiana and northern Arizona.

When asked how she started writing, Laura tells of waking on Boxing Day a few years ago, with a woman named Elena MacFarland yammering in her dreams, demanding her story be told. Despite never attempting to write fiction before that morning, Laura ignored all of the holiday visitors and the Highland Destiny series was born. She doesn’t believe it was a coincidence that the great grandmother who died when Laura was just a baby was named Elena MacFarland. Destiny does play a hand.

Laura became a full-time writer in 2012, and now she spends her time writing, watching her Arizona Diamondbacks, and working on her very own version of the Willow Springs Ranch in northwestern Arizona. She is a multi-published author of erotic romance, mystery, and urban fantasy and her books can be found at all major online retailers.

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Monday, April 14, 2014

Story Orgy Monday pt. 12

Happy Story Orgy Monday!
. .
Hello and welcome to my little corner of the world...*winks* Okay—so it's been two weeks since I posted, I'm a bad bad person *hangs head* and thank you for your patience! The good news is my new Pulp Friction release is ready and will be available tomorrow! Whoo Hoo!!!

But...for anyone that might need a little "catch-me-up" on what is happening with my very convoluted tale...here you go...(and please be patient with me, this is a different type of story than I'm used to and I have a learning curve just like the next guy...lmao *hugs*)

So for just a quick rundown:

Day One – early afternoon
  • Dell (Wendell) and Andy (Andrew) broke up 7 months ago
  • Dell ran into an old high school crush of his in the mall – Shawn
  • They set up dinner date
Day One – dinner date
  • Shawn finds out that Dell's ex Andy is the same Drew that Shawn's BFF Pat is dating...and that their dating timelines have overlapped by about 3 months
  • Pat and Drew show up at the same restaurant (Dell doesn't see them)
  • Shawn slips Pat a note before ushering him and Drew out of the restaurant
Day Two – scheming...by darn near everyone(?)
  • Drew confiscates the note before Pat can read it
  • Drew sets up a "meeting" with Shawn at a straight strip club called Francesca's that night
  • Drew breaks off his plans with Pat to make said meeting – using his cousin Louie as an excuse
  • Shawn breaks off his date with Dell to make the meeting with Drew
  • Dell accepts an invite to go to a bachelor party at—you guessed it—Francesca's that night
  • Pat pays a visit to Louie's house and has a chat with Nattie – Louie's wife
  • Pat figures out that Drew doesn't have plans with Louie the next morning – but that night he does at Francesca's strip club
  • Pat makes plans to head to Francesca's that night
  • Actually - they ALL head out to Francesca's
  • Shawn is dragged to a private room when he gets there by a stranger who happens to be Drew's not so loving uncle
  • Dell tries to drag his friend Bryce straight to the bachelor party in fear of running into Louie
  • Silly Dell, he didn't run into Louie - he ran smack dab into his ex, Drew
Is it me or have they been pretty darn busy in just two days...*blinks*

This week's prompt:  His feet were already numb, he should've listened. (Really?!?!? We have the Story Orgy Goddess to thank for this one! But what a great pic our very own Jade Baiser did!)

And now for your reading pleasure…
*Untitled*
(any suggestions here?)
pt. 12
copyright © 2014 Havan Fellows

Barry, Drew's uncle, leaned against the door and crossed his arms. Shawn would've been ruffled, except he recognized the move for what it really was, just Barry getting comfortable. Shawn didn't believe for a moment the man was trying to intimidate, Barry just didn't have that air about him.

"You asked why this was such a bit deal to Drew, well all I can honestly say is you've got a lot to learn about people without a conscience." He snorted and caused Shawn to fidget under his glare. "Huh, naïve and loyal...hell maybe I've been hanging around my nephew too long because I'd thought those traits didn't exist in friends anymore."

Shawn straightened his spine and met the bigger man's eyes. "I feel sorry for you, then. Because the people I'm trying to protect from Drew's deception are like me, loyal and"—an image of Pat flashed in his mind and Shawn snorted—"okay, maybe not naïve but they damn sure are loyal...and honest."

Barry studied Shawn, causing Shawn to squirm a little bit under the scrutinizing, but he wouldn't back down. "Yeah, and they aren't like that only for their friends. Pat and Dell care about people they don't know, also. It's what's known as a human trait. Drew isn't the norm in this, he's more abnormal than anyone I know."

Barry's response started with a snort, but evolved into a full fledged belly laugh. "Abnormal? Yeah, I'd say you hit that nail on the head." The man pushed himself off the door by his shoulders and took those two steps to be at Shawn's side, throwing his arm around Shawn and lowering his voice conspirator-like. "So, you want to get the best of an abnormality? Here's what you do..."

***

Pat wandered around the club incognito, taking note that not only was Drew here with his cousin, but so was that guy Shawn took out last night—Dell, was his name.

The world may be a small place, but the city was not that small to where they could show up in the same straight club the very next night and—

Pat stopped his internal calculating about percentages when his boyfriend and Shawn's boyfriend bumped into each other and—what the fuck is going on here—talked? By the way Drew crowded Dell, and the look Dell shot back, they definitely knew each other.

Another guy entered the mix, wrapping his arms around Shawn's beau from behind and sneering at Drew.

Now wasn't the unknown factor in this ménage interesting. He had a shaggy head of hair and intense eyes that did not like what they were looking at at that precise moment – Drew. Pat wasn't willing to fault the stranger for that, he wasn't particularly fond of Drew at this moment either.

Pat watched as Drew made a hasty retreat, leaving Dell in the arms of someone who most definitely was not Pat's best friend. The newcomer quickly let Dell go and rubbed his back in a comforting gesture before they walked in the opposite direction, not touching or doing anything to indicate they were together together.

Placated with the knowledge that his best friend's flavor of the month wasn't in the middle of breaking Shawn's heart—because he knew his best friend and knew Shawn had it bad for this one—Pat turned and followed his lover toward the back rooms.

***

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me he was already here?" Drew growled over the music to his cousin. "Do you think I was enjoying the ambiance of this two-bit dive of a titty bar?"

True, what he called a two-bit dive happened to be one of the swankier strip clubs in the tri-county area, but that had no bearing on the fact that his pathetic cousin once again didn't live up to expectations. Drew swore if he could've pulled this shit off on his own he would've without hesitating.

"Because you were too busy being a jack-ass to your ex for me to get a word in edgewise."

Even though Louie mumbled the retort, there was a break in the music long enough for Drew to hear it.

"Yes, well, some people have to be reminded of the good thing they no longer have."

"He should be thanking you for dropping his ass, you did him a real solid by getting the fuck outta his life."

"Are you quite done? Family is supposed to side with family, not the ex." Drew didn't appreciate the snort that answered that statement, but in the grand scheme of things he really didn't care. He only owned Louie as family when it suited him, anyway.

"Which room is it?" He followed Louie down a crowded back hall with people walking in both directions, some of them patrons others performers and staff.

"Third on the left."

He shot a glance at Louie, who stopped walking. "Aren't you coming?"

The man shook his head back and forth repeatedly. "Oh hell no. I did my part, I want nothing to do with whatever happens behind that door."

Drew shot him a look full of contempt. "Yes, well, remember you're my ride. Don't stray too far."

It was a short distance to the third door, he just pushed his way through all the people milling around. They had no business being back here anyway, and even if they did they shouldn't be blocking the door he was interested in.

When he opened the door an empty room revealed itself to him. He turned, fuming, and searched for his cousin.

"Did you expect him to sit in some room and wait for you?" Louie didn't have to shout so loud to be heard back here away from the main attractions.

"Where is he?" Drew seethed, shoving his hand in his tailored pants pocket and fingering the little foil pouch he'd brought with him.

Louie nodded to the opening of the hall. "Gonna get him right now. Don't leave the room unless you don't mind losing it. If a paying customer finds an empty room you ain't getting it back."

Like Drew needed a reminder like that, he had no intention of meandering around this club. He quickly ducked into the empty room and made himself comfortable for his night's festivities—better entertainment than this club could possibly provide.

***

Dell held back his laughter as his friend, Bryce, limped off the dance floor. You could tell by the way he gingerly took each step that his feet were already numb, the man should've listened to Dell earlier that night.

Bryce hadn't wanted to wear his sneakers tonight because they were predominantly white and his clothes were not, but he'd paid no mind to that while dressing. So when he got to Dell's house and saw the new brown leather loafers Dell had purchased on a whim, he thought it was the perfect solution. Didn't matter to him that Dell's feet were one and a half sizes smaller than Bryce's, or that the shoes had not been broken in yet, or that Dell told him how uncomfortable they were.

So now Bryce paid the price for his shoe wear ego and rash decision.

"Oh god! It's turned into pins and needles now. Both of them...sonofabitch!" Bryce lunged for Dell, latching onto his arm and trying to climb up the man's body. "Carry me, Dellie baby...take all the pain away."

"If we had gone straight to the private room, like I begged you, you wouldn't have tried to keep pace with that teeny bopper on the dance floor and this wouldn't be happening." He pushed Bryce's leg down from around his hip. "Stop that. Now come on, we have passed the mark of being fashionably late for this bachelor party. How did that teeny bopper get in here, anyway?"

"She claimed to be twenty-two, and oh my god she made me feel so old." Bryce hung on to Dell's arm as he attempted to walk again.

Dell wrapped his arm around the pitiful man's waist and whispered in his ear, "Almost there. You can sit down and take my shoes off as soon as we get in the room."

***

Holding a drink that suddenly lost its appeal to him, Shawn stared at the possible love of his life head down one of the back halls with his arms around some slut puppy.

Well fuck.

To be cont'd...
.
The fun is never over with just one turn – we are the Story Orgytm remember *big grin* – so head on over to the next pleasure blog and enjoy multiples with us...the exuberant JR Boyd will be joining us when his schedule permits it *winks* :)


Lee Brazil's story: click here
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