The Secret of Spring,Used

Product Description Herb Moss is a nice young man. He's a Vegan. It's a good life, really; he's engaged to his childhood sweetheart Lily, has a job with his father's firm, and can look forward to a solid if unexciting future. And if he's bored and wistful every time he thinks about itwell, that's normal, isn't it? Surely, thinks Herb, a little romantic correspondence on the side can do no harm. Especially if Lily doesn't find out.Meanwhile, on a planet far away, a nice young woman named Spring only wishes she were bored. Spring's been living with her widowed father Gabriel, a practicing sorcerer, keeping house and helping out with the business. It's been a good life. But the evil wizard Zygote has learned of the existence of those secrets. And he'll do anything to get them, including the obvious.When Gabriel is killed, Spring takes refuge with the austere Order of Companions. There, grieving and lonely, she places a personal ad, looking for a pen pal who can discuss botany. Little does she know that she's actually placed a personal ad in Play Plant magazine, and that her new pen pal Herb thinks she's interested in romance.When Zygote closes in on her, Spring flees to the only friend she can think of: her buddy Herb. Trouble ensueswith Zygote following close behind it! About the Author Piers Anthony is one of the world's most popular fantasy authors, and a New York Times bestseller twentyone times over. His Xanth novels have been read and loved by millions of readers around the world, and he daily receives hundreds of letters from his devoted fans.In addition to the Xanth series, Anthony is the author of many other bestselling works. Piers Anthony lives in Inverness, Florida. Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. 1PlaymateWiping the Perspiration from his brow, Herb Moss looked with admiration at Holly, the beautiful, fresh green Veganette resting next to him. She was a busty blossom, with luscious strawberry lips and long, thick emerald hair that fell enticingly to her hips. It had been tied up out of the way for greater freedom of movement, but the ribbons had worked loose with exertion. Now she was busy knotting a tighter bow. Finishing up the small task, she whirled around to grace Herb with a winning smile. His heart pounded faster at die flash of even white teeth.Infertile pollination? Was that all life meant to him And yet, why else had he travelled to this remote and expensive resort? It had seemed like a good idea at the time, but like so many of his spontaneous decisions, it had resulted in much less than he had anticipated. Herb knew he wasn't above a little discreet Ip, given die improper circumstances. And Holly was more than another attractive girl, she was quite a woman.Her soft voice brought him back to reality. "Let's do it again!" she said breathlessly."Again?!" he protested. "Wasn't five times enough?""Oh, I know! But, you are so good, Herbie! The best! Why, I've never known anyone like you before!"Herb flushed at the generous praise; he couldn't deny he was flattered, but a man could only go on for so long.He hedged. "Thank you, Holly. But aren't you feeling a little bushed?" He hoped!"Me? Oh, no! I could go on like this all day! Just try me!"Herb's hopes of an honorable out wilted in die hot afternoon sun. He sighed audibly.This was Holly's signal to wheedle. She put her arms around his neck, heedless of the fine view of her bust this afforded Herb. Herb was not heedless. He heeded for all he was worth."Please Herbie," she said with die sweet pout her lips formed with such expertise. Her fresh breath tickled his ear, and his firm resolve melted down to a watery puddle that seemed to form in his knees. It was all over."You win," he said weakly. "But this is the last time todayor at least until after lunch." He braced himself. "Take your position!"Holly squealed with girlish glee and scampered to the other side of the nets to retrieve her stringed bat. "My