Lingerie Shop Series (Books 1..10) (The Lingerie Shop Book 12)
Book Details
Author(s)
Trisha Miller
Publisher
Essential Art
ISBN / ASIN
B00NIR13F8
ISBN-13
978B00NIR13F6
Sales Rank
#1,611,589
Marketplace
United States 🇺🇸
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Description
All 10 episodes of The Lingerie Shop Series
Katya; a beautiful Vampire, works in a lingerie shop, where she seduces then ravages the customers before draining them dry. However life begins to get very complicated for her when she falls in love.
Book excerpt:
copyright © 2013 Trisha Miller, London, England
“It’s all right. You have plenty of time, don’t worry, I’m locking up tonight.” She waved goodbye to a group of three shop-girls, the barrier cranked down and they were alone together. “OK, how about a bra?” and she held something black, silky and padded against her breasts and smiled cheerfully. She didn’t seem at all embarrassed. Her tight sweater was rather low cut. ‘The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun...’ “Sir?”
“Oh! I’m sorry. That one is great, yes.” She swiftly assembled a collection of the correct sizes and clipped their hangers to a rail, beside a cubicle with a mirror.”
“And the briefs?” she asked, waving a collection of articles on their hangers in front of her. “French? Brazilian? Non-existent?” She gave a little jiggle, waving a tiny thong in front of her crotch, laughing like a whispering brook. Her lips were pink; full and wide and her pearly teeth were sharp and white.
“Err dunno I’d need…”
“Of course,” she said, stepping into a cubicle and slipping down her skirt, “You’ll need to see them on.” Crouching she slid the silky Brazilian knickers up over her thong and turned sideways so he could see them, as they swept from her waist down over her rounded buttocks. “Well, how about these Sir?” she said twanging their taught elastic with a wicked smile.
Katya; a beautiful Vampire, works in a lingerie shop, where she seduces then ravages the customers before draining them dry. However life begins to get very complicated for her when she falls in love.
Book excerpt:
copyright © 2013 Trisha Miller, London, England
“It’s all right. You have plenty of time, don’t worry, I’m locking up tonight.” She waved goodbye to a group of three shop-girls, the barrier cranked down and they were alone together. “OK, how about a bra?” and she held something black, silky and padded against her breasts and smiled cheerfully. She didn’t seem at all embarrassed. Her tight sweater was rather low cut. ‘The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun...’ “Sir?”
“Oh! I’m sorry. That one is great, yes.” She swiftly assembled a collection of the correct sizes and clipped their hangers to a rail, beside a cubicle with a mirror.”
“And the briefs?” she asked, waving a collection of articles on their hangers in front of her. “French? Brazilian? Non-existent?” She gave a little jiggle, waving a tiny thong in front of her crotch, laughing like a whispering brook. Her lips were pink; full and wide and her pearly teeth were sharp and white.
“Err dunno I’d need…”
“Of course,” she said, stepping into a cubicle and slipping down her skirt, “You’ll need to see them on.” Crouching she slid the silky Brazilian knickers up over her thong and turned sideways so he could see them, as they swept from her waist down over her rounded buttocks. “Well, how about these Sir?” she said twanging their taught elastic with a wicked smile.
