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In conjunction with Magic of Stories Karen J Mossman is pleased to present The Magic of Stories book. Forty Six stories in different formats.
Just Stories #2
In conjuction with the website Magic of Stories, author Karen J Mossman brings you this delightful collection of short stories and poetry.
Karen is a multi genre author and within these pages you’ll find forty six stories in different formats. A selection of paranormal, humour, romance, horror, science fiction and much more. Delve into these pages and get lost in a magical world.
Publication date – 20th August 2018
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Exclusive Excerpt from the humour section
The Glory of Food
I like cooking, so I cook for Brian. He enjoys it, and then I enjoy him. Can I say that? Oh well, I just did. Dr Brian was hot and likes his food hot.
“Cook me a curry,” he’d say, and I always obliged. Afterwards, Brian will oblige, too.
Sex is like cooking. Take boil for example; he brings me to the boil and calls me his little tart. Okay, so I have two hobbies and Brian is my man of the moment.
Yes, there have been a few others before him, but so what? Men have lots of conquests so why shouldn’t a woman? That doesn’t make her easy, does it? Ah, well, so what.
Things came together nicely. I’d returned from a holiday in South America, and that’s when I met Brian.
On our first date I cooked at his flat. I made him coffee and put in salt instead of sugar. Not a good start, but he forgave me, and we’ve now been together 6 months.
I try more adventurous recipes and he rewards me with more adventurous sex. It works for both of us.
Then he said he wanted someone to cook for me and it was my turn to be spoilt with good food at a restaurant. I hadn’t the heart to tell him I was feeling unwell. I was nauseous and kept excusing myself to visit the bathroom. Eventually when I returned, Brian had paid the bill, and we were on our way home.
Usually after a good meal we’d work off the calories, but I had hardly eaten anything, and Brian looked at me with concern. The following morning, the pain had subsided, but I still felt ill. I was shocked when I looked in the mirror. As I came out of the bathroom Brian did a double take. He whisked me away with great speed.
Actually, he saved my life; his swift action caught my yellow fever in time. When I come home, I will cook him the best curry in the world. Afterwards, he said, he’d show me how to spice it up and I can’t wait for that!