Bimbo Bombed Mistletoe Mayhem by Kris P. Kreme
When a terminally shy cute young blonde gets an unexpected email directing her to her front porch, she finds a most unexpected thing taped to her door.
Carissa knows what mistletoe is for this time of year, but is shocked to find she has been Bimbo Bombed.
She now has ten minutes or less to claim one hundred kisses with the mistletoe. Otherwise, she can say goodbye to being anything close to shy or innocent… as well as kissing her intelligence goodbye in the process.
Carissa has always loved this time of year, Christmas time, the decorations and lights, the feel in the air. This Christmas is particularly special as it’s going to be the first Christmas in her new neighborhood, the new home she saved up and bought, thanks to a helpful if intimidating real estate agent.
Of course every man is intimidating to Carissa, not just the one who helped her find the right home. She’s terminally shy, has been for as long as she can remember, and in a way that’s what she likes most about living alone in her own place.
Having settled down at her computer, even dressed as festive as she can for the simple task of doing some online shopping, Carissa notices a little blinking message, new mail in her email box. Assuming it to be another of the endless holiday promotions sent out, she’s quite surprised instead to find no return email address and the simple three words YOUR FRONT PORCH.
Unnerved and as shy as ever, Carissa debates what to do, but curiosity gets the best of her and she heads to the front door. Maybe it’s just her brother playing a prank on her. He always did have a warped sense of humor, or maybe there’s nothing there.
Standing and looking out in the chilly day, Carissa feels just how cold the year has become, but she sees nothing unusual. Across the street her twenty something neighbor and his roommate are clearly having a football party or something, bunches of similar aged men gathered, some cheery celebrations happening. Otherwise the neighborhood is quiet, typical for the reasons she moved here.
And then she turns and sees what has been taped to her front door. It’s an ordinary clump of mistletoe, the one part of Christmas she never liked being the shy girl she is.
Walking back inside, Carissa has no clue what this could be about, and decides to reply to the email, ask why they put a mistletoe on her door. The response comes very fast, and when she clicks to open that response, a near blinding animation flashes in her eyes, boldly written words informing her that she has been Bimbo Bombed.
Even as shy as a girl who keeps to herself like Carissa is, she knows what Bimbo Bombings are, having heard the stories, seen the articles from around the world. She also read of a number of copycat pranks and she is seriously hoping this is just that, nothing worth freaking out about.
Accused of being a tease, Carissa is instructed quite simply in the one way to avoid ending up a slutty bimbo. She has exactly ten minutes to use the mistletoe to claim one hundred kisses from as many guys as she can.
Carissa stares for nearly a minute, heart pounding, worried about it being real, a genuine bimbo bombing. She never has been great under pressure, and can’t imagine kissing complete strangers like that, but as she realizes the risk might be far too high, Carissa bolts into action, running with the mistletoe to the only place she thinks might help her out.
Will Carissa claim one hundred kisses and save herself a slutty bimbo fate? Will her friendly neighbors respond well to an attractive girl showing up with a mistletoe? Just who is behind Carissa’s bimbo bombing?
Find the answers to all sealed with many special kisses on the third day of Kris-mas.
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