Balder Ex-Libris - Moore RobinReview of books rare and missing2024-03-16T01:56:42+00:00urn:md5:aa728a70505b2fae05796923271581c2DotclearMoore Robin - The Crippled Eaglesurn:md5:31427b602fccf12ce972c05d7c58c3212016-12-24T09:30:00+00:002016-12-24T09:32:32+00:00balderMoore RobinAfricaGermanyRhodesiaSouth AfricaUnited States <p><img src="https://balderexlibris.com/public/img3/Moore_Robin_-_The_Crippled_Eagles.jpg" alt="" /><br />
Author : <strong>Moore Robin</strong><br />
Title : <strong>The Crippled Eagles</strong><br />
Year : 1980<br />
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Jobo sat on the bed and Sister McFarland eased his pants off and then unbuttoned his shirt so that the two of them would be skin to skin. As Sister McFarland lay back Jobo plunged deep inside her and let out a deep grunt of pleasure. She cried out in happiness as he moved within her. "Oh God, thank you, God. Thank you. God for letting me do your work." The spirit of the Lord suffused her as she experienced the ecstatic pleasure of giving herself over to His will. Jobo's pent-up venal appetite was now in full spate. His mind was aflame as he approached consumation with the white woman. Sister McFarland, reaching a climax she knew would be perfectly timed with his, cried out in religio-erotic rapture. Then Jobo filled her with what seemed to be the very essence of his being. Hazily Sister McFarland reveled in the penetrating odor that came from his body. She wondered idly if white men smelled like this in the throes of sexual expression, and then castigated herself for the sinful thought. She was a nun, dedicated to God's work on earth. Even thinking about sex with a white man, just sex for its own sake, was a blasphemy before the Lord, her religion, her mission in life, her deepest beliefs. <strong>...</strong></p>