City Of Swords. Alex Archer

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Название City Of Swords
Автор произведения Alex Archer
Жанр Контркультура
Серия Gold Eagle Rogue Angel
Издательство Контркультура
Год выпуска 0
isbn 9781472085535



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Days

       Reclamation

       Open

       Frozen

       The Welcome Wagon

       Hot Cross Buns

       Granny Panties

       Touchless

       Cast Party

       Fall Back

       Love, Honor and Obey

       Permissive

       Hot in the City

       Add it Up

       Crossed

       The Funeral

       Floating in Blue

       Suite Surprise

       Shoulders

       Saturday

       Based on a True Story

       The Barest Offering

       Hers

       Translation

       Dessert

       Skill

       Attic Moment

       Satisfied Customers

       Closing Distance

       Friends in Need

       Homecoming

       The Long Afternoon

       Naked Lunch

       Just a Kiss Away

       Goes

       Waking the Neighbors

       Ours

       Mathematics

       Laplanders

       Slave Market in Monochrome (A Fantasy)

       In the Cold with You

       Listen

       Come at Nine

       The Eskimo Game

       Reflection

       Permitted

       Never Alone

       Every Dollar

       A is for Anal, Z is for Zenith

       How Early?

       About the Authors

       About the Editor

       Copyright

      The Kitchen Kink

      By Alison Tyler

      “This is too hard!”

      “That’s what she said.”

      “I am the she, James.”

      “Then I must be the ‘too hard.’”

      I play punched him. “I need the perfect story to kick-start my anthology, and I can’t concentrate.”

      “Ah, poor baby. Are you all wet from perusing those naughty little tales?” He bent and kissed the back of my neck. “What exactly are you reading about?”

      “Spanking, ball gags, whips, chains, strangers, ménages…”

      “All in the same story?”

      “No, not all in the same story.”

      “Well, maybe that’s your problem.”

      “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Everything but the kitchen sink…”

      “You mean ‘the kitchen kink.”’

      “You’re not an editor,” I sighed dramatically. “You have no idea what it’s like.”

      “Try me.”

      I handed over a story. James