Kash, Kash, Kash.  My incubus cowboy.  Cursed to do women until they scream for the sake of sex alone, never to know true love.  That’s what he gets for drinking too much back in the 1860’s!  Cursed by a crazed Padre.

In the name of Christ I compel all saints and guardians of holy workers to condemn your soul to eternal torment for your crime! You are a dry river bed who shall forever seek the coming rain. You are a barren field, begging for seed. Seek ye relief only in the arms of women you can never love. You shall be nourished from their core. God turns his back on you. Satan welcomes you. Daylight shuns you. Night is your ally. Until a woman sacrifices herself for your sake, you shall be known as ‘Incubus’, unholy shadow dweller, cursed and abandoned for all time.

En el nombre de Cristo, yo impongo a todos los santos y los sagrados sirvientes para condenar el alma al tormento eternal por su crimen! Tú eres rio seco que por siempre buscará la lluvia de los cielos. Tú eres un campo estéril suplicando por los semillas. Buscaras el amor solomente en los brazos de mujers que nunca podras amar. Tú alma sera alimentad por sus vientres. Diós te dará la espalda. El Diablo te dará la bienvenida. La luz del día te rechazará. La noche sera aliada. Hasta que una mujer sacrifique su
alma por tí, tú serás conocido como un amor demonio una sombra impura, maldecida y abandonada para siempre.

Mrs. Giggles said I copped out on this one. And maybe I did. I took out the entire “Patience straps Kashie to an antique electric chair and buggers him with…I don’t recall what I used…a loaf of French bread?”  I wrote it, but cut it, and it could have made all the difference.  I guess I’m just too nice to my heroes.  No bread buggery for them!  Kash is a very tender man with a heart of gold who gets caught up with a dominatrix with a fiery nature.  Explosions ensue.  Literally.

My MOTHER liked this one best of all my books because she thought the sex fit. Kash is an incubus. He can’t show women a good time by reading poetry to them (but maybe vacuuming…yeah…vacuuming and laundry would be good).

After Kashie I wrote three tales, originally entitled “Heavensex.” That didn’t work. It became, “Teaching Old Gods New Tricks, Books 1-3.” Devil King of the Sixth Heaven came first. Based on fact, the opening of this story is one of my personal favorites.

….TO BE CONTINUED…