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The Naked Violinist – Coming Soon!

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I’ve been busy working on the next story in the Naked For Her Art series. The latest addition is called The Naked Violinist and tells of a music student who’s trying to cover her tuition fees by busking outside of the concert hall. After a series of events she ends up with an offer she finds very hard to refuse.

“Do we get to choose?” he asked.

“For five pounds? Absolutely. As long as it’s for solo violin, of course.”

“No, I mean for fifty pounds. Do we get to choose what you take off?”

I felt suddenly embarrassed, remembering what Trinity had written beneath my own little request message.

“Oh, I’m sorry, a friend wrote that there. For a joke.”

He tilted his head and the note began to head back to his wallet. It was only then that I saw that, yes, it really was a fifty pound note.

“Yes, sorry…” I said quickly, “It’s fine. But you don’t get to choose.”

My eyes were on the note. That was a week’s money in one tip!

“How much would I have to give you if I wanted to choose?” he asked with a half smile.

“It… depends what you’d choose, I guess,” I said nervously.

“I’m just joking,” he said, suddenly relaxing and dropping the fifty pounds into my case. “It was my wife’s idea.”

The book will be out soon and listed on my Amazon author’s page.

Bluegrass And Bare Skin – A New Short Story

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I’ve published a new short story about an all-girl band’s album photo shoot that takes an “unexpected” twist. “Unexpected” unless you’re a reader of ENF/CFNF stories, of course. It’s called Bluegrass And Bare Skin. Here’s a little excerpt:

“Fantastic!” Dave called across to us, “The more ragged Lyla’s clothes the sexier she’s getting.”

“That’s not the point!” I called back.

“Pop a jean button or two,” Cassie told Stacey.

“Do not do that,” I said, turning to Stace and continuing to struggle.

She reached around my waist and I kicked my legs to try to upset her grip, but Liv wrapped her arms around me and lifted me clear of the ground so that Stacey could unbutton my jeans. She slid the fly halfway down and then gave the waistband a yank until the jeans stuck on my hips, just above my knicker line.

You can read the rest of Bluegrass And Bare Skin here, and if you like the story then you’ll love my latest book Stripped By The Queen Of Pop, available for the Kindle.

Online Pilates

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“Since lockdown I’d been taking Pilates classes online. It started with a clothing mishap that made the teacher smile, and maybe even blush a little. But he’s the only one that can see me and… things have escalated a little.”

Everything I Own

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She climbed out of the car, giggling.

“You said packed everything I owned into a suitcase, so I took you literally.”

She was sassy, but I wasn’t to be outdone.

“Your shoes too,” I said. “Then you can get in.”

Remote Study

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“The good thing about studying from home is that I don’t even need to dress. And sometimes I ‘forget’ to turn my camera off on a call, just for fun.”