Patriotic Whore

Blaire Reese is a party girl. She likes booze, boys, and sex, and has no idea what she wants to do with her life... until she's approached by the CIA to join an elite squad of undercover agents trained in the art of Seduction and Sexual Manipulation.

Now, she's in a world where sex is used as a tool, and people are looked at as nothing more than puppets. Project Cathouse was designed from the ground up by the CIA to teach girls like Blaire how to use their sexuality to enslave the emotions of any person they desire, and then use that person for their own agendas.

Blaire is on-board with her training until she falls in love with Drummond Scott, the top male trainee at the Cathouse. But how can she convince a man trained as the ultimate Seducer that her love is not only genuine, but that he should love her back?

When emotions are liabilities and sex is a weapon, how can Blaire protect herself from being hurt? What is left for her to trust? When you're patriotic enough to become a whore, is it still possible to ever believe in love?

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This book had a very interesting story line. Gosh I never even thought about sex as a weapon against terrorism and it would so work! Now Blaire is only crazy chick with a Texas draw that makes you want to giggle sometimes. I did find it a tad boring when her Mentor Mr. Lucky would explain things to her he seemed to repeat himself but it was only a brief part of the book. Lots of Hot Juicy Sex in this book. I want to say there's a romance going on and there is but it's complicated and when it finally happens it's not your typical relationship. Blaire comes to a lot of conclusions about life and love. The epilogue now that just confused me! Definitely a different story line than I'm use to.

Quotes:

"(Can't help it y'all. Mustangs make The Patriot stand up and salute."

"I mean, it's POOPY y'all! What's sexy about POOP?"

"(Warm pee, y'all. There's a reason it ain't bottled and sold.)"

"It was official, y'all. Maria Santaga had just become my lesbian crush."

"OMG the room smelled like man, y'all. Like a lumberjack had just punched out a bear with an AK-47 while drinking a bottle of Jack Daniels and telling his pet tiger to STFU."