Mister Sandman
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Last published Thu, Aug 11, 2011
Claudette is your typical girl that lies to her loving parents about the small things in life in order to keep herself happy and keep doing what she loves to do...singing. But what is she to do when lying to her parents gets her at the wrong place at the wrong time?
Place? Her old basement bathroom.
Time? Before dinner and in need of a shower.
Follow Claudette as she continuesly bumps into Jacques the stranger that has kidnaped her and sadly enough her heart and is holding it hostage. Will Claudette's digging into Jacques' weird sleeping habits or shall we say... the lack of keep her away or begging for more of his secrets? This dark criminal is better trained than what Clo gives him credit for and it may be more than she can handle...or is Clo going to be more than Jacques can handle?
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