His Thoughts, Her Thighs v.1

By I. Lovett

Twas the night before my wedding.
And all through my house.
Not a creature was stirring.
Not even my soon to be spouse.

The condoms were hung
By my bed with care.
In hopes that my mistress
Will soon be here.

I. Lovett

• Language: English
• Publisher: I. Lovett
• Release date: May 2, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301791446

I. Lovett

I. Lovett resides somewhere in the state of Georgia. Even she doesn't know where she lives at the moment. For 30 years, I. Lovett worked at different places and now she just wants to retire. She's written two books titled "His Thoughts, Her Thighs" volumes 1 and 2. She's currently working on her 3rd novel which is "His Thoughts, Her Thighs" volume 3. Other than that, she enjoys reading, spending time with her adult children, drinking beer and looking at her two dogs fight. And, by the way, she hasn't won a damn thing in her life.

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Copyright 2011 Myra P. Lovett

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ISBN-13: 978-0-9828628-0-3

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First printing: June 2011

Table of Contents

Warning

Prologue

The FUNeral (Thomas)

After the funeral: the visit

Her apartment

Night before wedding (Dickey)

Night before wedding (Harry)

Dickey's Big Day (The wedding)

Best man's thoughts (Harry)

Papa Dickey's Thoughts (Quick and meaningless)

The weak off (Nigel)

MY WIFE IS IN LABOR AND I STILL HAVEN'T LEFT HER HOUSE...I'M WHIPPED.COM (Nigel)

Uncle Bobby (The Family Outing)

Uncle Tommy (The Family Outing Part 2)

Mini-vacation~ not many thoughts

The big head baby...

Disclaimer

P.S.

His thoughts are always between her thighs…

Dedicated to JuNiPh...with love!!!

Warning:

This book is not for the faint of heart. If you have any of the following conditions, please put this book down and run for your life!

Conditions:

Weak heart

Jealousy issues

Holier than thou

Married and have a hard time accepting that married men sleep around

Have a problem with misspelling, mispunctuations or other proof reading issues...

THIS BOOK AIN'T FOR YOU!

Prologue

For most of you bitches, fairy tales do come true. Most of you as little girls dreamt of the big white wedding and the beautiful house with the picket fence. Yeah you know that fantasy. That fantasy with the great husband, 2.5 kids, a dog and the nice ass car sitting out in the driveway. Yeah that one!! Well, that wasn't a dream of mine. That shit never existed in my world.

I never heard of that particular fairy tale until I was grown. Once I grew up and was able to be around us so called women I thought it was fascinating yet foolish to see how desperate some of these women were to get married. Ughhhh...but for me I never wanted that shit.

As a child, I saw the struggles of what my parents went through. I saw my father on heroine and he used to beat the shit out of my mother. And my mother...apparently she thought that she was born to be his punching bag. And outside of the beatings, we were just poor as hell.

Anyway, that shit is neither here nor there. Just to sum all the bullshit up:

1. We were dirt poor.

2. We moved around a lot like gypsies.

3. My siblings and I didn't grow up together.

4. My mother was depressed.

5. My daddy died.

6. I was ugly as hell growing up.

7. My teeth were fucked up.

8. I got dumped at both of my proms. (Yes both!)

So that's pretty much it for my childhood. But luckily I got a job, got my teeth fixed and was able to fix myself up. And without further ado, here are their thoughts about what's in between my thighs....

Thanking God for some great pussy,

Delilah

The FUNeral...

Thomas

(Sitting in church)...

I don't know what's come over me. Right now I'm at my dad's funeral and I can't believe that he's dead. I'm trying not to cry right now because I need to be strong for my family. My wife and our 3 children are sitting next to me and I can't help but to think about the day when they will bury me.

But right now I can't think about that. I can't show my children that I'm distraught and I don't want them to view me as being weak. So I'm going to raise my head up and look at my dad lying in his casket and take this shit like a man.

While I'm trying to be strong and not break down all over this damn place, I've just seen one pretty ass woman. She's beyond pretty. She's beautiful! Not only is she beautiful, but she's grown now and I barely recognize her. She just came down the aisle and took her seat but she's dressed in all white