Dear Sweet, Loving, and the Broken Hearted,
Never been to his place?
He's always late?
His eyes as black as coal and look right into you?
Prince Charming?
This is Los Angeles and they are here: Persian Muslim maniac or just plain sociopath, they are out to use you, exploit you, and turn you into a pile of mush!
Stop the invasion! Lock the door, cuddle up alone on your couch, and start reading.
THE YEAR I LEARNED TO TEXT; Why am I having sex with a Muslim in My Basement?
available at your local bookstore (Chevalier's in Larchmont Village, Book Soup on Sunset Blvd, McCabe Booksellers in Crestline) and on-line at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Xlibris.
Working on the sequel here: Honeymoon in Hollywood; Not Without My Dogs, coming in May, 2012; more sadistic adventures of Julie and Ali.
Apparently, these men really like to upset good, kind, sweet and honest women! DO NOT BOND SEXUALLY WITH THEM; You will suffer Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome when you finally get the strength to send them away permanently. You will forever feel guilty that you just didn't love them enough, that you were not patient enough, that you were not pretty enough.
I say enough is enough is enough.
Now go out there and be beautiful!
www.theyearilearnedtotext.com
Juliet
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