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Legs
Legs
Legs
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Legs

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Brandon is out with the Slamster, touring the singles bars on a Friday night. The longest, sexiest legs anyone has seen in years walks in, but the Slamster strikes out. Out of the blue, Kim, owner of aforesaid legs, asks a dazzled Brandon to dance. He only wishes he knew if Kim was a boy or a girl. After two and a half years without a date, and not much in the way of prospects, the question is certainly a compelling one. A short story of ambiguous romance.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherIan W. Cooper
Release dateMar 2, 2014
ISBN9781927957202
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Ian W. Cooper

Ian Cooper has written fiction, non-fiction and worked for newspapers and magazines. He likes to make people laugh as well as think. His writing has a strong sense of the dramatic. Out of work and recovering from a life-threatening illness, someone suggested writing his sexual memoirs, which he initially rejected for the amount of research involved. He didn’t want to have to make it all up from scratch. A single dad and semi-retired from his most recent experience in the construction industry, Ian squeezes a little writing time in between raising a daughter and building a home-based business.

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    Legs - Ian W. Cooper

    Legs

    Ian Cooper

    This Smashwords edition Copyright 2014 Ian Cooper and Long Cool One Books

    Design: J. Thornton

    ISBN 978-1-927957-20-2

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    The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living or deceased, or to any places or events, is purely coincidental. Names, places, settings, characters and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination. The author’s moral rights to the proceeds of this work have been asserted.

    Table of Contents

    Act One

    Act Two

    Act Three

    About the Author

    Legs

    Ian Cooper

    Act One

    Slam Richmond grabbed Brandon’s arm.

    "Oh, my, Gawd…"

    Brandon wasn’t sure if there was a question mark on the end of that or what.

    Brandon Davison turned to see what Slam was looking at.

    Less assertive than Slam, he tried not to stare. Unfortunately, it was kind of hard not to. The most dazzling blue eyes swept past his gaze, taking in the room.

    The face turned away and that left only…

    Legs. And a jacket and not much more.

    Legs that started at the ground, just as all legs did, but then they went up like a beanstalk, all the way up to an ass that could only be described as tight. Clad in sheer black stockings with the smallest of lines up the back, a pair of legs that didn’t even seem to stop there, but just kept on going, way up high. This mental image was reflected in the slender arms, hands and wrists, long arms, and a neck that was graceful, slim and very smooth-looking.

    Brandon took another look. She towered there, shoulders in, a natural tall-girl response, and he wondered what she was thinking. She turned again and caught him looking, like a deer frozen in the headlights. Brandon hurriedly looked away, knowing he shouldn’t by the classic rules of the game.

    His heart was racing madly, but of course this was why they came out in the first place, action, excitement, escape.

    Holy, shit.

    Wow.

    Very tight, or toight, as Slam would say in another drink or two.

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