“Of course you can’t join in. Why do you think I tied you to that chair in the first place?”
Two’s Company
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Family Photo
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“It’s amazing what you can find when looking through old cupboards at home, but I’d recognise my own mother in her younger days anywhere”
No Ticket Required
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“How far do you think we’ll get?”
“You think anybody is going to stop us and ask to see our entrance tickets like this?”
The Invisible Woman
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“This Halloween I went as the invisible woman. The only difference being that everyone could see me.”
The Naked Violinist – Out Now!
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!
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
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.
Reinventing Myself
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“They say University is a time to find yourself and to experiment. Well, here I am, experimenting.”
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?”
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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.
Kara Bryn 