This is the last volume of the triology inXanadu by Frank Beaumier. It is an action packed book, full of the philosophies of love and life. Every page is lovingly written with countless references to the oldest pleasures of man, woman and the child-adult. The author has indulged much care in his penmanship of such classical verses. The vocabulary and language used are extensive. It is as though the author is a practicing thesarus. No stones are left unturned. This book is a labor of love, a priceless trove of literary gems. No reader will close the covers and feel the same way again. There are sexual references on every page of the book. The writing is tops in tasteful eroticism. There are countless ways of writing about sexual experiences and this author has done just that. Sex with different types of partners, male, female and comprising from different ages. This is a sample book excerpt: Homo tendencies instinctively win. Battle of black cocks with liquid gold Covering the shaved and smooth navel. Facilities sharp as carbolic ass hole Rectum hummingto reverberations Never felt in intestinal stress. And hot sperm outlines felicitious works. Fuck as the Lerd's and Vergie's name and mother Is used un vain overlooking Detroit Ribber. Immature ass hole singing "Fuck me mister But do not penetrate And be discerning. I'm a shiild." Image rare seeking experience and learning.

Reviewer: Benjamin.

A hard-hitting chronicle of urban life written masterfully in descriptive prose and rhythmic poetry. It sucks you in.