{"product_id":"2940154546536","title":"Backseat Fast Girls (Retro Spanking Lesbian Erotica)","description":"\u003cp\u003e1956 is the golden age of pretty young carhops, and Dotty is no exception. It’s her birthday, but she couldn’t have guessed just how swell a turn her special day would take when two dangerous-looking cats pull up in a souped-up hot rod. Dotty’s always been a nice girl. Will she really toss her reputation to go play back seat bingo with a couple of fast dykes who want to give her “one to grow on”?\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eEXCERPT:\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“You ever had grass?” asked Sir, taking out a hand-rolled cigarette from an inside pocket and lighting it up. I hadn’t, but I wasn’t about to look like a wet rag in front of these two.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“Sure,” I said breezily, accepting it and taking a drag. I coughed, but it wasn’t too bad. I even liked the taste of it; sort of earthy and pungent. The act of smoking it with them made me feel like the bees’ knees.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI could feel where her fingers had brushed mine when she handed over the cigarette, and I was suddenly aware of Miss Liz’s thigh pressed up against mine. I shifted a little, breaking contact, but she moved it right back. When she took a drag, her lipstick left an imprint on top of the one I’d made, and the sight of it made me feel a little giddy. She saw me looking and smiled slowly.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“You know what I thought when I first saw you?” she asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“No,” I replied hesitantly, embarrassed. I couldn’t help remembering my earlier dopiness. “What?”\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“How much I’d like to kiss those pretty lips of yours.” Her hand drifted up to rest under my chin. “Would you mind very much?” I stared at her, wide-eyed. Just a few hours ago I might have recoiled, but gosh, was she pretty. I had more than half a mind to actually let her do it.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“You— you wouldn’t tell anybody, wouldja? I mean—” She laughed a little, shaking her head, and pressed a finger to my lips.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e“We won’t tell, pinky swear.” She came in slowly, and I could smell her perfume: musk and powder and elegance. Maybe Chanel no. 5, I thought distantly, the instant before her soft lips met mine.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Lula Lisbon","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47168625901808,"sku":"2940154546536","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940154546536_p0.jpg?v=1764071078","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940154546536","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}