Expecting her fingers to get sticky and damp from her own blood, she held her breath as she explored where the snake was attached. When she felt dry skin and no sign of teeth or fangs, she deepened her exploration. She stroked and probed until she became certain that it wasn’t a snake…but a tail.

“I have a tail.” It was supposed to be a question but came out as a statement instead. “How can I have a tail?”

Here we go with my very first FlaFicFri story:

Gemma stared out the window but didn’t actually see the outside. Her mind wandered to her loveless marriage. She knew it would be best to divorce her husband, but she didn’t want to disrupt the life of their daughter. Melly was too young to understand why her parents wouldn’t want to live together anymore, but could Gemma really stay with a man who drove her crazy?
“You OK?”
His voice startled her, and she glanced toward the door. Ken stood there with concern in his features. He knew how she felt about Mike, her husband. He had also recently dealt with his own divorce, so he knew all about what she was going through. Gemma shrugged and fought tears, not wanting to give in to that weakness, especially at work.
Ken frowned and closed the door to her office. It was something he had never done before, and she sat up straighter in her chair, blinking a few times to clear the moisture from her eyes.
“Gemma, I know what you’re going through and wanted to make sure you know that I’m a great listener. If you wanted to maybe get a drink after work, we can talk about what you’re going through.”
To distract them both she stood and approached her filing cabinet, pretending to look through the folders, anything to avoid eye contact. She knew that if she continued to stare into his eyes, she would burst into tears. “I don’t know if talking about it would help, but I appreciate the offer.”
“Maybe just a drink then?”
The nearness of his voice surprised her, not realizing he had moved away from the door. She gasped softly and looked up his chest to his face. Not having stood so near to him before, she hadn’t realized how his height dwarfed her. Ken’s breath warmed her face and an unexpected quiver went through her. It had been a long time since a man had been this close, and her body reacted. “A drink?”
He nodded and his gaze dropped to her mouth. Time seemed to stop as she breathed him in. He smelled so good that she licked her lips, and he watched her tongue. Butterflies erupted in her stomach and she dug her fingernails into the cabinet drawer beside her.
Fingers softly touched her cheek as he slid his hands up her face and into her hair. She released her breath and opened her mouth to object, but nothing came out. The air was thick with him, and his skin felt so good on her flesh.
“Tonight?” His whisper in her ear made her moan as she turned her face toward him. Then his lips met hers, gently at first and then his tongue possessed her mouth. As her knees went weak she realized this was what kissing was supposed to be, not the messy assault her husband always inflicted upon her. Ken was a man who knew what to do with his tongue. When she thought of where else she would like that tongue to go, her legs gave out, but his strong arms locked her against him.
As his arousal against her stomach thickened, she went wet between her legs. In that moment she forgot about Mike and her bad marriage. In that moment there was only Ken and his magic tongue.

6 Sentence Sunday

Those edits are now concluded, and the new release date is February 6th. I’m still a bit disappointed at this delay, but they are accepting pre-orders. So be sure to head on over to http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=1510 and place your orders. As soon as the book is released, it will show up in your VIP account ready to read.

5 stars

I will also be updating the main page of my site as soon as the book has its own page!

http://www.victoriablisse.co.uk/blog/friends-friday-jude/

The writer sent me her ebook, and I started to read.  It didn’t take me long before I was frowning and skipping paragraph after paragraph. When the guy stuck his tongue in the gal’s butt, I had to stop. I emailed the writer and informed her that I was unable to review her book, because I couldn’t read it.  But it got me thinking.  What is the line between erotic and porn?

Anyone who has seen a porno knows the basic premise.  There is a loose plot centered around many sex scenes.  There is usually a lesbian scene thrown in but for the most part it is usually normal male on female action. No one expects a romance or a happy ending…just sex. If you took the sex out of it, nothing would be left.  Erotica is very similar to porn, but with one important difference. If you took the sex out, there would still be a story.  Maybe not as spicy of a story, but a story none-the-less.

What I was asked to review was flat out porn.  It started with fantasies of lesbian and anal sex, and then jumped right in to hard core anal foreplay and sex.  If all those fantasies, foreplay and sex were removed, there wouldn’t have been anything left to read.  That is not my idea of erotic, which is supposed to draw the reader in and then excite her (or him).  Erotic is not having the sex shoved at you so hard and fast that it slaps you in the face.

At least that’s not what erotica is supposed to be, and it will never be the kind I write.