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Hello Listeners and Readers A new book from Abigail Andrews is launched. I'm told its a scorcher. That's what she hope she would hear. Here is the opening lines: Diary Wednesday 9 th March       The advert stood out like a streaker on Lord’s Cricket ground on a swelteringly hot summer day and a match day with packed terraces. “Are you ready to serve and be served as a gourmet feast for 3 insatiable gentlemen . . .?”      That had me going. There was a mobile number. I rang it. A well-spoken energetic man’s voice answered. “Hello! John White. Can I help you?”      “Er. Yes. I’m phoning about the advert.”      “Are you free-minded young and attractive? We are looking for a young woman with serve dinner tomorrow night and entertain us.”      “Yes! I’m 24 years old. I’m told I’m attractive and I’m up for some fun. Can you tell me more?”      “Yes, of course. Can you send me a photo now please; just a selfie and I will call you back.”      “I’ve just got up. I’m not really ready to

Hi Guys and Gals My good friend Abigail Andrews has a new book and audiobook now available. Just wanted you to know. Here is the opener: This is my diary entry for: Sunday 20th February Nothing happened today. My name is Carrie White and I've had a strange career up to now. I was a bit of a wild child and moved to the smoke when I hit 18. Living in a remote country village in Cornwall was not really my style. I'd been living with my grandparents since coming to the UK from Africa where I'd been born. My parents were still there but they didn't think it was a suitable environment for me as I approached school age. I left Cornwall and travelled to London. No friends and nowhere to live but enough money to see me through for a month. I'm quite an extrovert so I was happy on my own and approaching people to get what I wanted. I'd never been a wilting violet and was loud and showy. I guess you'd call me an extrovert. But what you need to know that I might have be