title: Bimbos of the Death Sun
author:  Sharyn McCrumb 
description: McCrumb is a born storyteller."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; *Mary Higgins Clark&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WINNER OF THE EDGAR AWARD!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Sharyn McCrumb has few equals and no superiors among today's novelists."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; *San Diego Union-Tribune&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For one fateful weekend, the annual science fiction and fantasy convention, Rubicon, has all but taken over a usually ordinary hotel. Now the halls are alive with Trekkies, tech nerds, and fantasy gamers in their Viking finery *all of them eager to hail their hero, bestselling fantasy author Appin Dungannon: a diminutive despot whose towering ego more than compensates for his 5' 1" height . . . and whose gleeful disdain for his fawning fans is legendary.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hurling insults and furniture with equal abandon, the terrible, tiny author proceeds to alienate ersatz aliens and make-believe warriors at warp speed. But somewhere between
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  > Bimbo Battalion
  
  > Bimbos from Space: Emmy
  
    
  
  > Lexi Harder
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  © 2019 Lexi Harder. All rights reserved.
  
  This is a work of fiction and all individuals depicted within are fully
  consenting adults.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  > EMMY
  
  Emmy stretches languorously. She is waiting for TIM to tell the assembled
  bimbos that they can leave for their last collection trip. She’s excited that
  they’ve been so successful, but she’s going to miss hunting down the best
  alpha-males Earth has to offer. She’ll just have to make the most of this last
  trip. She strokes her hands down her body shaking her boobs when she reaches
  them. She startles when she realizes she’s touching bare skin. Whoops. Earth
  has rules about being naked outside. She heads to her locker and pulls out a
  skin-tight outfit. She wiggles and jiggles her way into the clothing and
  finishes just as TIM gives them the all clear to leave the ship.
  
  She follows the siren song of her in-built pheromone detector and soon finds
  her