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    Michael's Second Kiss
    Michael's Second Kiss
    Michael's Second Kiss
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    Michael's Second Kiss

    By Edua Erasmus

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    Devastated that his first kiss was bad, Michael sets out to find Adam at his college and have a second chance at a first kiss. While spending time in Fresnay, he receives a message from home that turns his world upside down.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEdua Erasmus
    Release dateMar 23, 2019
    ISBN9780463324752
    Michael's Second Kiss
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    Edua Erasmus

    I'm 34 years young, from South Africa and when I sit down to write, I don't write straight-forward stories (pun intended).A book should do two things to a reader:1) take your imagination on a journey2) have a bit of eye-candy on the cover...and I hope I succeed in this.My stories are hard to classify as they doesn't stick to just one genre and though I don't write erotica, some stories (like "Delinquent's Survival Guide") does contain some M2M action for the reader's enjoyment.As always, if you enjoyed my work please leave a review as it's like applause to a writer.Be sure to follow on Facebook for updates.

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      Michael's Second Kiss - Edua Erasmus

      MICHAEL’S SECOND KISS

      By Edua Erasmus

      Smashwords edition

      Copyright 2019 Eduard Joseph Erasmus

      Front cover design by Edua Erasmus

      Where to find the author online:

      Facebook

      This is a work of fiction. The events and characters described herein are imaginary and are

      not intended to refer to specific places or living persons. Any resemblance to any person or

      persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

      All Rights Reserved

      The right of Edua Erasmus to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by him under the South African Copyright Act of 1978 (as amended).

      CHAPTER ONE

      What do you mean these are the only seats you have?

      I could see the sales lady at the bus ticket booth was taken aback by Jessica’s tone. The people in line behind us were growing restless as we’ve been holding up the queue for over ten minutes; trying to secure two seats to Fresnay.

      I’m sorry, ma’am. The woman said, These two seats are all we have on such short notice. Our seats are booked well in advance and lucky for you we had two cancellations.

      Jessica, I said, It’s fine. Let’s just take the tickets and go.

      The seats are like miles apart. One is at the front of the bus and the other at the back near the lavatory.

      I turned to the sales woman, It’s fine, we’ll take the tickets.

      I’d like to see your supervisor—

      Jessica, we’re taking the tickets.

      She sighed and crossed her arms with a roll of her eyes and I gave an apologetic smile to the sales woman who was doing her best to keep calm. She typed something into the system and once I gave her the cash, she printed out two tickets.

      This bus trip is going to suck. Jessica said as we walked away from the booth – much to the joy of the rest of the queue.

      As long as we get to Fresnay I’m happy. I just want to get to the college and find Adam.

      You’re going to spend an hour on your own on the bus.

      We can chat on WhatsApp. I assured her, And some of these busses now have like unlimited Wi-Fi you can use during your trip. I’ve been meaning to update my apps. Some of them are outdated.

      I was really excited about the trip. I didn’t care too much how I got to the college just that I got there and get to see Adam again. I kept wondering whether I shouldn’t have given Adam a heads-up that we were coming. What if he was busy

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