They call me their 'beautiful angel'. I just call them 'my ********'
Sumptuous, sensual, hedonistic.
I’m here to experience it all.
So, when I meet two super-hot Italians,
who want me to join in their enticing fantasies,
I have few qualms about accepting.
After all, this is only a brief interlude in my life.
I’ll look back on it in the future as just a little fun.
In three months, I’ll return to the States and settle down.
Except, dark forces lurk beneath the murky mists of the Lagoon.
And, before too long, what started as a game has turned deadly serious.
I should run for my life before it’s too late.
But I’m already in way too deep to do that…
Previously published as "Her Filthy Italians".
Name changed out of respect for reader sensibilities
and the people of Italy in the wake of the Corona virus pandemic.