In-laws: You really don't have to put up with them!!

As the header reads: you really don't have to put up with your in-laws and that is the truth.
I'm an erotic romance novelist I have in-laws that are very religious.  I have come to realize that no matter what you do you just can't please some people.  When I worked as a Personal Assistant to the head of a major corporation, I worked to much and should spend more time at home with the kids...according to my in-laws.
When I managed a major retail store, there was to much pressure and I should be home with the kids...according to my in-laws.
When I finally decided to scale back and started working in management for a major Pharmacy, I wasn't living up to my potential...according to my in-laws.
Now that I'm a published author and a stay at home mom...I'm the spawn of Satan...according to my in-laws.


So I decided finally, to tell my in-laws to take a flying fucking leap off the shortest pier and that I didn't give a rat's ass about their opinions of me and my profession.  I love what I do and I have met the most wonderful people because of it.


Christ, even my ultra conservative brother, who I swear was spawned from Newt Gingrich's loins has read my book and even though it's not his thing he told me how proud he was of me.
Actually he said, "do ever let me read one of those again" but he had a big smile on his face.


My parents are gone but I can see my mom jumping up and down doing a happy dance in the heavens above.  And my dad, well he's right beside her and proud that I was doing what I loved to do.

I should have stayed in bed this morning...

When I woke up this morning I was not expecting to have such a crap assed day! I know, no one expects to have a bad day but today there was no warning.  Just wham...people around me started acting like morons and so being as tolerant as I can be I simply asked, "what's the problem."  I wasn't expecting to get my ears almost melted off by the continual drivel that people get upset over.

My best friend's bitch - no one likes me

My response - How is anyone supposed to even get to know you when you hold up in your apartment thinking the whole fucking world is against you? ( Yes, she's had some mental issues this past summer)

My husbands bitch - You didn't do what I asked, when I asked or how I asked.

My response - If you don't like how I do something then do it yourself.  I have neither the time nor patience with you today to listen to you act like a man-child.  Push yourself away from the computer games and do it yourself. 

My son - My teacher gives us to much homework!

My response - suck it up buttercup...lol!  I love my son but he'll do anything to get out of homework

My in-laws - whom, BTW are very religious, you're novel is sinful and we won't read it!

My response - (bite my tongue), when I actually want to tell them to kiss my ass.  How many published authors do they know?  I have never asked for them to read the books I write but to at least be proud of the accomplishment. Ditto for my hubby!

So that is how my day went today...

How was yours?

Why am I awake...?

I am wide awake at almost 3 am.  Why? Because my frickin' bladder woke me up.  Had to pee so bad it felt like my back teeth were floating.  That's easy enough to resolve, right?  Get up, go to the bathroom, sit down, go pee; 4 very simple and distinctive steps. But no, when I wake up in the middle of the night I can't get back to sleep.  I'm up for at least 3 hours.  Wouldn't be so bad (because I'm self-employed) but right when I'm about ready to go back to bed the blasted alarm goes off and hubby get up for work.  Which brings me back to the 'wide- awake' state.  The an hour after that the kids need to get up for school. Shit!

So now that I'm awake I'll spend the next few hours pounding on the keyboard getting the next book out of my head.  Then maybe by about 10 or 11 am I'll be able to sneak a short nap in, because god forbid I should sleep for more that an hour in the afternoon, 'cause then I can't sleep at night.  It's pissing me off...lol!  Not really takes a whole lot of trouble and mayhem to piss me off. 

So for now I'm off to finish my third novel and then continue on with my fourth.  Silly images and words keep swirling in my head and I can't shut them off.

Ta Ta peeps and peepettes...!!

And so it begins...

I have just had my first erotic romance novel published and it has been the experience of a lifetime.  The people that I have met so far along this journey are incredible.
   You can find it at:  http://www.bookstrand.com/siennas-submission 



Here is a  ADULT EXCERPT...

“Fuck, Mikhail, she is so sexy with the plug in her ass,” Sasha said and ran his hand down her spine and across her lower back.

“We need to get out of the shower so that we can give our little sub exactly what she needs. And I think that need is to be fucked by her Masters.” Mikhail smiled and turned the water off.

Walking with a butt plug in her ass was something that Sienna was totally unprepared for. Her whole body shook with the need to orgasm. It was the most erotic thing that she had ever felt. If only it could be like this with them for the rest of her life, she would never ask for another thing from the universe.

“Masters,” she said quietly, trying to stop her body from shaking but having very little luck with it. “I don’t think I will be able to walk to the bed and not orgasm before I get there.” She smiled shyly at them.

Quickly, Sasha wrapped her in a towel and roughly started to dry her, realizing, of course, that every movement he made and every time he touched her brought her even closer to the edge.

Just when she thought she couldn’t stand it and was going to give in, he picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed, setting her down gently in the middle.

Both men had dried themselves off and were now standing at either side of the bed. Mikhail was the first to climb on the bed and start caressing her as he removed the towel to reveal her to them.

Not to be left out, his brother joined in from the other side, bending down to take her mouth in a kiss that was meant to relax them, but the taste of her short-circuited his brain. Angling his head, he licked at the seam of her lips with the tip of his tongue. As she parted them for him, he deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue into her mouth and running it along her tongue.

Mikhail moved so that he was between her legs and lightly traced up the inside of her thigh. She gasped into Sasha’s mouth when Mikhail’s fingers swiped through the folds of her pussy.

“Sweet pea, you are so wet and ready for me. Do you want to feel your Master inside you? Do you want me to fuck you, little one?”

Sasha lifted his lips from hers long enough for Sienna to cry out, “Yes, Master, please, fuck me.”

Mikhail lifted her legs so that they rested on his hips. He could see her juices dripping out of her and wanted nothing more than to plunge hard and deep into his little sub. But he didn’t want to scare her. Slowly, he moved so that his cock was at the entrance to bliss. Grabbing the base of his cock, he began to push into her. It was pure heaven. She felt like a fist around him as he pumped further into her. Her softness and the way her pussy gripped his cock was testing his control to its maximum. He had wanted to go slowly the first time, but the feel of her tight pussy on his cock made him lose his mind, and he plunged into her hard and fast.

He could hear Sasha groan as he left her mouth and moved with stinging nips down her neck to the luscious curve of her breast. His hand moved up along her stomach until it rested on the underside of her breast. He watched as her already-beaded nipple tightened more in anticipation of his touch. Raising his head from the upper mound, he lifted her nipple up to his mouth and sucked hard, soothing any slight discomfort she might have felt with his tongue. She cried out at the sensations the two men were building in her.

Sasha could feel that Mikhail wasn’t far from exploding, watching as he moved faster in and out of their beautiful sub’s body.

“Holy fuck, Sasha, she is so incredibly tight. With the plug in her ass, she’s even tighter.”

Mikhail’s breathing was coming in gasps as he quickened his pace even more.

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When I thought about the writers of erotica, (before I became one..obviously) I had a picture in my head of men and woman covered in tattoos and piercings and wearing leather.  I have to admit the tattoos and leather gets me going.  The piercings make me want to yell OUCH..lol! But to my amazement most of them are just like me.Men and women who love to read and write erotic novels.  Huh who'd a thunk it!

I was raise by two people who never tolerated anyone's intolerance of others.  My dad was Scottish and Irish and my mom was English and African. I'm as white as rice though. My brothers both were given the gorgeous lips and asses.  I, was given freckles, straight blonde hair and skin that never tans. I just burn and then peel.  Damn! My dad often asked my mom if I was the postman's...lol!

They were married, happily I might add, for almost 40 years before my mom passed from complications of her MS.  Dad lived a few years longer but was never the same happy go lucky man that raised me.  They showed me what true love and passion is.  I could talk to them about anything under the sun and get a reasonable answer.  Unless my mom decided to turn it into something kinky.  She loved sex.  She loved reading about it and writing about it but she never did have anything published and sadly we lost most of her writings after her death.  I hope that they are as proud of me as I am...

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