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Fiction--(action adventure/intrigue/crime/big-time prize fighting)
A Cosmic Joke is a sexually explicit, action packed contemporary thriller about a real man in exotic locations, entwined in intrigue, and steamy intercultural relationships with beautiful women. A mediocre boxer finds a large sum of money by accident. He is determined to keep it, but in trying to do so, he is betrayed by friends, and pursued by an international crime ring. He goes through harrowing experiences, narrowly escapes death, eludes his pursuers and emerges a different man.
The added drama of the fight game, the constant twists and turns and surprises on almost every page, the glamour of international travel and
ingredients of sex, violence and car chases, make this book an exciting read..
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Excerpts:
‘Michelle’
As soon as they entered the hotel room they stopped and held each other and kissed. Then Wolf sat down on the bed hugging
her waist and kissing her stomach. He untied her belt and pulled down her pants, then he put her foot onto his lap and started massaging her foot, her ankle, and her calve and lightly touching her thighs.
"My god," he said, "you've got such beautiful legs and so long. How far do they go up there?"
"All the way," she smiled. "You're kidding me… all the way?" He said gently kissing the inside of her thigh. "All the way till the end, … the
end of the rainbow," she whispered touching his hair. "You think, there might be a treasure?" "I think, you're just gonna have to see if you can find
one," she said smilingly taking a long breath and sighing deeply. Then they made passionate love.
‘Eric Wolf’
"... Six...seven ... eight..." the referee counted. Wolf recognized the man's face right above him. He was
holding up his fingers and was slowly and deliberately enunciating the numbers. Wolf found himself on his knees, not comprehending what happened to the numbers between one and five. It was an incredible source of puzzlement to him. Like in an alien abduction story, there, inexplicably, was a chunk of time missing. But, soon he realized he had to get up before the count of ten and decided to ponder about the lost time at a later hour. He found himself in an incredible fog. The voices of his handlers intruded from far away and the noise of the crowd was descending on him like a blanket.
He clinched at first, but battled back until the bell sounded and then wandered into his opponent's corner, still confused.
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