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A sexy city boy and a country squire will set the countryside alight! Tarquin Bough is a tweedy squire with an ambitious fiancée who controls his every move. He's also the owner of the finest collection of saucy artefacts in the world. From Christine Keeler's eyelash to the Virgin Queen's dildo, they're all safe in Tarquin's care. Christopher Hardacre is a city-slicker with the tightest jodhpurs and the most smackable bottom in London. He's given up the ratrace for a country life as captain of the village rowing team. The only trouble is, he's lost his money to a ruthless scam and Bough…mehr

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A sexy city boy and a country squire will set the countryside alight! Tarquin Bough is a tweedy squire with an ambitious fiancée who controls his every move. He's also the owner of the finest collection of saucy artefacts in the world. From Christine Keeler's eyelash to the Virgin Queen's dildo, they're all safe in Tarquin's care. Christopher Hardacre is a city-slicker with the tightest jodhpurs and the most smackable bottom in London. He's given up the ratrace for a country life as captain of the village rowing team. The only trouble is, he's lost his money to a ruthless scam and Bough Bottoms is his last hope of a home. But Chris hasn't reckoned on his late uncle's will. The house comes with a sitting porcine tenant and if Chris can't look after his newly-acquired pet pig, he'll lose his inheritance and his last chance at happiness. When Tarquin sees Chris it's lust at first sight, but dare he be honest about his feelings in a village where being gay is bound to be a hot topic? As soon as Chris and Tarquin get together, it's the hottest summer this little corner of England has ever known. With a scheming local hotshot out to turn the beloved pig into sausages, can the captain and the squire save everybody's bacon?
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Eleanor Harkstead likes to dash about in nineteenth-century costume, in bonnet or cravat as the mood takes her. She can occasionally be found wandering old graveyards. Eleanor is very fond of chocolate, wine, tweed waistcoats and nice pens. Her large collection of vintage hats would rival Hedda Hopper's. Originally from the south-east of England, Eleanor now lives somewhere in the Midlands with a large ginger cat who resembles a Viking.