“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”
Family Photo
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Nudity pictures or stories
Underbooked
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“There are no more guests staying with you this weekend, you say?”
Rent Negotiations
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“We thought that since we’re sharing a room and you have a room to yourself, then maybe we should be paying less rent than you? Unless you want us to move out instead, of course.”
Park And Walk
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“I’d done it four times now, each time parking the car slightly further from the apartment. It was still surprising how few people seemed to notice.”
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?”
As If In A Dream
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“It was a recurring dream, to be travelling nude while everyone else was clothed. Then, one day, as a stranger in a new city, I made the dream a reality.”
The Nudist Bar Across The Street
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“He said it would be fun to go to on a date at the new nudist bar. I think the taxi’s dropped me at the wrong place.”
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.
Part-Time Job
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“I foolishly thought I could keep my sideline a secret, but as I took the drinks over I knew the game was up. I guess tomorrow in the office was going to be… ‘interesting’.”
Kara Bryn 