About This Book
Desperation stages – I need a date. Any date will do – even a blind date, that’s how bad things have got for me. So along comes St Paddy’s Day – and along comes an invitation, but not just from any old guy. I’m finally gonna meet Blue, the one person who’s been reading (and commenting) on every blog post I’ve ever written.
A costume party – I love costume parties and with this one I can dress up as a buxom Irish Colleen. A role I was born into – I have the perfect body for the string pull attachment things – they really help me show off my best, eh, assets. No man will be able to resist – my date will go weak at his knees when he sees me.
I hope he’s a big handsome hunk – I’ve always liked the Irish farm hand look. Big strapping muscles to pull me into his arms, hold me, cuddle me – oh dear, I’m getting all flushed thinking about it. I’m really, really looking forward to this blind date.
