Madelina


Madelina held the mic in her fist and tipped it to her mouth like a torch singer. She closed her eyes and in her deep velvet voice, she cooed,

It’s about time East L.A had a place like this.”

Applause.

She smiled and leaned into the mic again,

“Who knew Wolfgang Puck had a passion for Mexican cuisine?”

Laughter rang through the room. All were aware that Spago in Beverly Hills was a major partner in creating Restaurante’ Tamayo.

Madelina took a breath, “Ah mi querida Familia de amigos, this is a big night for Latinos.”

ANZA BORREGO, A NOVEL coming soon!

Stay tuned my friends, Anza Borrego is an adventure novel based on the true life experience in the desert below San Diego, California. A search for Bill Hill’s gold stash and a true mystery story dramatized by some cool characters including a seasoned, but violent archaeologist and a beautiful young Hispanic woman who’s main object is to use the gold to support the art of the new Chicano Movement in Los Angeles. In the meantime, please check out my short stories and erotica on my website theessentialerotic.com I’ll post an inciting incident from Anza Borrego to encourage your interest!



WELCOME TO SUZETTE BOHNE SOMMERS’ AUTHOR PAGE Also known as THE ESSENTIAL EROTIC, featuring short erotic stories. But don’t miss Alex Truheart’s gripping Master of erotica on this page!

PLEASE NOTE, I have a book of Erotic Romance stories in the works…I’ll keep you posted! Please note GARY’S GIRL finale will be included in the book, plus I will deliver the finale’ of Formosa Cafe! AND if that’s not enough, I will present a brand new delicious erotic novela!

FORMOSA CAFE… Tonight Samantha felt their presence, as did Lindy whilst he poured Sam’s dirty martini with three olives, and Jordan’s dry vodka. He fed them extra olives. His convincing sincere style was the voice of authority because he was the witness. Lindy knew all. The women lapped up the impossible stories of Bogart, Gable, and Sinatra. He assured them the place was haunted by Sinatra’s pining for Ava Gardner. They believed every word because it was in the very air of the place.


NATE C

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