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The Naked Violinist – Out Now!

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The Naked Violinist is the newest book in the Naked For Her Art series. It’s about 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. Here’s an excerpt:

“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 Naked Violinist is out now on Amazon.

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.

New Shop Girl

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“Trust me: every new shop girl we’ve had has to meet her first customers naked. It’s free publicity for us, and you wouldn’t want to be the first girl to break with tradition, would you?”

Bluegrass And Bare Skin

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There’s no doubt about it: being the lead singer of probably the biggest all-girl bluegrass bands in the country makes me feel like I’m the sexiest musician on the planet. Looking around at the band and seeing the girls in corsets and push-up dresses, and then looking at the audience and seeing the men not knowing which of us to ogle first, always makes me feel like I had all the power in the world. The rest of the band says I let it go to my head, and I say: so what?

Now the time had come to expand past our loyal live audience base; to cut a record. And a great record it was too, full of heart and soul and grit, and sounding every bit as sexy as when we played live.

Continued…

Stripped By The Queen Of Pop – Out Now!

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The second book in my “Naked For Her Art” series is out now!

Stripped By The Queen Of Pop starts with the story of a photoshoot, told from the perspective of a young up-and-coming pop star named Zoe, as she is slowly talked into revealing more of herself than she could have believed was possible during a photoshoot with an established female artist.

Chrissy, the eponymous “Queen Of Pop”, uses the photos to promote their new single and the unwitting Zoe finds her naked photos pinned to the walls of bedrooms around the world. She sets out to get her own back, only to succumb to Chrissy’s charms once more.

As the relationship between the two women grows Zoe becomes more accustomed to her role, but is there a twist in the tale to come?

Stripped By The Queen Of Pop is out now for the Kindle!

Make Me A Star – Coming Soon!

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It’s been over six months since The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods, and I’m close to publishing another ENF story as a novella.

It’s called Make Me A Star and is details one afternoon and evening in the life of a young British actress who arrives in Hollywood and, as if you couldn’t guess, she finds herself in a difficult situation, yet full of opportunities. Every instinct tells her she’s getting herself in too far, but with the prospect of a first big name movie role, what wouldn’t she do?

It’s intended to be the first of a series of novella’s and short stories in a “Naked For Her Art” series. A handful have already been written (first and second draft!) so I can be confident in say it will happen. When it will happen is another question…

In the meantime, look out for “Make Me A Star” in a few weeks time. Here’s a little sneaky peak:

“Chantelle?” Marie said, “Can you find Elaine some nice earrings?”
I didn’t think there was much wrong with my small studs. Plus, if I was getting earrings to wear, why couldn’t I just get a goddamn dress? But I didn’t want to be “prudish”. No, of course not, nothing so prudish as to be wanting to wear clothes the first time I went to some goddam stranger’s house. This was quite a ridiculous place, I was beginning to realise.
Chantelle disappeared inside and Marie followed her, leaving me with Patrick. The air felt suddenly heavy as we stood in silence for a second.
“This has been an interesting afternoon,” I said. He laughed.
“Things are different here,” he said, “But you seem to be adapting just fine.”
I didn’t feel just fine but if I was pulling off the pretence then I guess that was just as good.
“I think he likes you, Tony,” he continued, “Although I don’t know if he’s seen you in anything.”
“Well, he’s seen me in nothing,” I said, flapping my arms. Patrick laughed, stared at my body for a second, and then looked away. A warm flutter stirred inside of me again.
“Anyway,” Patrick said, “I’ll get the car out.”