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Introduction

Cara reat book to an underserved market I have worked hard in ive a voice to black authors I felt a similar push to do so far my Latino sisters and brothers who ee, but erotic stories that specifically speak to the Latino market have been difficult to find I know that Caramel Flava will appeal to readers of all ethnicities, as do the stories in Chocolate Flava, but they are tailored especially for the Latino heart I was overwhely I got so h to do three or four collections So, if you enjoy these—and I am confident that you will—there is more Caramel Flava to come

Thank you to everyone who made this possible, and to all the authors who lent their talents to crafting these steaettable tales

So light the candles, get comfortable, and enjoy these other wonderful authors Reach out to them, become avid readers of their work They all deserve it And then reather in your heart fro experience

Blessings,

Zane

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 costuh-heeled shoes, with a stethoscope around her neck and a reeted by a handsome man, dressed in black slacks and a black nificent 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 ht: no names, no business talk Have fun and try the punch; it’s delicious” He opened the double doors to the ballroo beautiful costumes “You are at table three Follow me” He escorted Tiara to her seat

“Thank you,” she responded, s as she followed the sexy usher

As Tiara walked through the ballroo flutes filled with chalasses filled hite, red, and blush wines; and goblets filled with an exotic punch (spiked with herbal aphrodisiacs) There was also a full-service wet bar for everyone’s convenience The dance floor was, to her right, filled with peopletheir bodies to the beat In the middle were several tables covered hite linen Just beyond the tables was a host of people standing in s

“Enjoy your evening,” the usher said