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Foxy Lady
Foxy Lady
Foxy Lady
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When A kitsume, fox spirit, from Japan arrivesin modern day America seeking a hero, she finds Jason Obrien, a former IRA and Mercenary.
Thus Jason must travel across time to fight Pirates, Bandits and even supernatural Kappa to accomplish the task... and keep a fox-spirit happy.

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Release dateDec 26, 2012
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    Foxy Lady - Richard Johnson

    FOXY LADY

    By Richard Johnson

    Published by Richard (Rick) Johnson (Desert Dragon Productions) at Smashwords.

    Copyright June 2006 Richard Johnson

    ISBN 9781301790326

    This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

    FOXY LADY

    by Rick Johnson

    I am indebted to issendai at http://academia.issendai.com/fox-index.shtml for her insight into the Kitsune. For those interested, I recommend this site as the best on the subject.

    Unfortunately, I was forced to ignore a portion of the truth in the need to fit the story, so some of what I write here concerning the Kitsune isn’t totally accurate, but then, Europeans didn’t visit Japan until 50 years after this story took place either and the less said about time travel, the better. Sorry about that.

    Also at the end, I have added a brief vocabulary to help you understand the words I used. If you don’t want to scroll back and forth, I tried to make their general meanings obvious. If not, I tried to mark easily misunderstood words with an asterisk* to remind you that the word doesn’t mean what you think it does.

    WARNING: This story contains graphic sex, nudity, anatomy, violence and a lot of other stuff that shouldn’t be read by children and normal people.

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    CONTENTS

    CHAPTER I

    CHAPTER II

    CHAPTER III

    CHAPTER IV

    CHAPTER V

    CHAPTER VI

    VOCABULARY

    ABOUT THE AUTHOR

    CHAPTER I

    Somehow I managed to get invited to a costume party. I figured, why own all these medieval clothing and weapons if the only time you wear them is when you go back in time? So a good costume party was a way to get more use from my Adventuring Gear and still not worry about someone trying to slip a dirk into your kidney because you were talking to the wrong woman in the wrong country in the wrong century.

    Thus, I was wearing one of my kimono’s and my daisho swords and my ‘costume’ was as a medieval Japanese Samurai. That wasn’t far off as being a Noble from Ireland and a defender of Irish freedom, I was automatically a ‘samurai’ of sorts. The difference was that having no fealty to anyone other than the Land Herself, I was more Ronin than Samurai.

    An ex-girlfriend was also there with the guy she left me for but really I couldn’t blame her for leaving me. My life is far too complicated and I was never able to tell her the truth about my absences, my occupation, and, as she was a pacifist, my history of violence. Still, in her catholic school-girls outfit, I definitely felt a twinge of remorse. Even Pagans like me find the school-girl uniform to be an erotic turn-on. Be it catholic school-girl or Japanese school-girl, every straight man of every religion has that fantasy. But, she was busy getting her current companion far too excited and occasionally flirting with me out of revenge so I drank a lot to avoid the situation.

    My youngest daughter who was there also commented, What a tramp!

    Not a tramp, a school-girl but then, you went to catholic schools too so should know.

    We never wore uniforms at Saint Mary’s. But half the girls there were tramps anyway.

    There is a saying in the Old Country, I added for though I was Irish, my children, these anyway, were American and I never tired of trying to make them true Irish, a loosing battle when confronted by television. The best religion to be is a bad catholic because you can do whatever you want and god has to forgive you.

    Then what’s the incentive to be good? she

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