Detective John Saunders’ Collection:
Strip Show
A Short Story
By Adrianna White
Published by Adrianna White at Smashwords
Copyright 2012 Adrianna White
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No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored, or transmitted in any form without the prior written permission from the author.
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales, is entirely coincidental.
Written in Canada.
Detective John Saunders’ Collection:
Erotica Noire
Mind the Gap
Shooting Blanks
Strip Show
Temper Tantrum
Winning Hand
Adrianna’s Fairy Tales:
Naughty Cinderella
Beauty and the Beast with Two Backs
Riding Red Hood
Detective John Saunders’ Collection:
The year is 1946 and the war is over, or so the government would have you think. There’s a different kind of war going on through the streets of West Hollywood, and its one detective’s job to make sure that those responsible for crimes against humanity are brought to justice. At least, that’s what the job’s supposed to be. The reality is a police force where half are inept and the other half are on the mob’s payroll. It’s these hurdles that John Saunders must overcome if he wants to keep his city from falling apart at the seams.
Strip Show:
It was yet another cold and dreary night in West Hollywood as Detective John Saunders finds himself under the shelter of the Foxy Lady Gentlemen’s Club. Here, he would find that he was missing something he never even knew he needed.
Unfortunately, it also comes attached with boundless baggage and two intimidating gangster bodyguards. It’s up to John to manage to find a way out of the mess he’s landed in, before both the mob and his desires catch up with him.
This time, it’s not the job that might get him killed— it’s his own libido.
Warning: This eBook contains graphic violence, coarse language and sexual intercourse. Adults only. Word Count: 5,375.
Reading Detective John Saunders’ Erotica Noire is not required to enjoy this short story, but should be considered afterwards.
Chapter One
It was another drizzly night in West Hollywood. The rain seemed to have been pouring for a week straight, without any end in sight. In spite of the weather, John decided to take a long walk home. It had been a hard couple weeks and he hoped the water would cleanse him of his misbegotten ways. Gambling, liquor, fast cars and loose women – it was the life… or at least it used to be.
At a certain point in a man’s life, he has to realize his shortcomings and grow up. John was still drinking like he did in his twenties, a feat not bloody likely to change either, but now he found himself stumbling around in the late afternoons, late to work and reeling from nasty hangovers.
One lonely walk home wasn’t likely to change this behavior, John realized, and quickly regretted his decision. He was tired, hunger and soaked to the bone; right now, he would’ve done just about anything to purify himself of any of those things.
That’s when he saw the Foxy Lady Gentlemen’s Club across the street, its neon sign lighting up the entire block, shining like a bright beacon of hope in his otherwise dreary night. There were a few ladies working the entrance, beautiful young things with ample assets and minimal clothing.
“Hey there, honey,” said a stripper, calling the good detective over. “Are you looking for a hot time?”
“Well, I’d hope so, yes,” replied John, sheltering himself underneath the club’s overhanging signage. “What are the specials here, tonight?”
The buxom beauty standing in front of must have been chilly, draped in a loose leather jacket and her bra and panties. Judging by the erect nipples pushing out of her bra, she was indeed freezing.