Dick Granite Bundle - 3 Dick Granite stories by Neneh Gordon
(Dick Granite's Casebook)

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Three red hot tales from Dick Granite's casebook.

Payment In Kind
Life can be rough for a private detective when the jobs dry up and it looks like you won't be able to afford the next copy of Mega-Jugs magazine. A knock on his office door might just be the answer to Dick Granite's prayers. But the sex-kitten on his doorstep says she can't afford his fee. Surely there must be some way she can earn his services?
Contains a quipping private dick, a sexy dame with a sob story and frantic sex on the office floor.

Erotic Entrapment
Who knew staking out an ex-stripper could be boring? Dick's on the trail of an alleged gold-digger, but it's proving tricky to get some evidence of her being unfaithful. How about a spot of entrapment. Dick gets the pneumatic Ms Chastain in a compromising iposition that doesn't quite turn out the way he'd planned.
Contains tongue-on-Dick action and an unprofessional private eye putting on a sex show for a grateful old man.

Two Dames And A Dick
When he's cornered in the office by an angry client in scarlet lipstick and the curvy temptress she hired him to follow, there's nothing he can do but kiss them both into submission. But once they've kissed him, it seems they're also quite keen to kiss each other. Surely that's his cue to take off all his clothes and dive in between them?
Contains a private dick feeling left out, then feeling two dames and turning a 69 into a 969.

These short stories total roughly 10,800 words and are not intended for readers under the age of eighteen.

“So you want surveillance?”


“That’ll be £50 an hour, plus expenses.”

Her eyes widened ever so slightly. Someone in another line of work probably wouldn’t have noticed, but I could tell she didn’t have the money. Daddy must have cut her off for criticising his love-bunny. “First day in advance.” I hardened my heart and got ready to withstand the fluttering eyelashes.

“I don’t have that much.”

“Then you’ll be leaving.” I stood up and walked around to open the door.

“I can get the money,” she said. She came over and pushed the door closed. “And I can give you a down payment in the meantime.” She reached up and unfastened the top button of her blouse, just in case I’d been too stupid to catch the innuendo.

“Lady, what you’ve got wouldn’t cover half a day.” That wasn’t quite true, but I was sick of dames thinking they could get whatever they wanted from me just by flashing a little flesh. The worst thing about it was they were generally right.

“I think I could change your mind about that.” She undid another button and came close enough for her perfume to hang in a brainwashing halo around my head.

Little Dick perked up and started to fill out my trousers. It’s hard to look impartial when you’ve got a significant bulge in the front of your pants. I gave it one last try. “Miss Pliant, you’re no hooker and I’m no john. If you can’t pay me now, you’ll have to come back when you’ve got the money.”

She looked down at my crotch and curled her lips in a smile. “I hear what you’re saying, Dick.” She squeezed my cock through my trousers and I had to hold my breath. “But this dick is saying something entirely different.”

About Neneh Gordon

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Published April 4, 2012 by French Letters Press. 32 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction, Mystery, Thriller & Suspense. Fiction

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