Caramel Flava
The Eroticanoir Anthology
The Masquerade Party
LA FIESTA DE DISFRACES
Tracee A. Hanna
Tiara, a single, lovely, caramel-complexioned Venezuelan American, accepted an invitation to a masquerade party. She dressed in an all-white nurse costume: hat, corset, miniskirt, thigh highs, garter, and high-heeled shoes, with a stethoscope around her neck and a medical bag as her purse. Upon arriving at the party she was greeted by a handsome man, dressed in black slacks and a black mask. His muscular chest, magnificent arms, and his feet, were bare.
"Hello, may I see your invitation, please?" the usher asked. Tiara handed him her invitation. "This is a masquerade party. Everyone must be masked at all times," the usher said as he helped her put on a satiny white eye mask. He whispered in her ear, "Remember the rules tonight: no names, no business talk. Have fun and try the punch; it's delicious." He opened the double doors to the ballroom. The massive room was filled with masked people wearing beautiful costumes. "You are at table three. Follow me." He escorted Tiara to her seat.
"Thank you," she responded, smiling as she followed the sexy usher.
As Tiara wal ... read full excerpt from: Caramel Flava: The Eroticanoir.com Anthology ebook
