In my books, as opposed to Snowflake's books, the lucky, lickalicious heroine, Cassie, usually wakes up beside several naked Olympic athletes whose overall good looks, hungedness, and stamina make them more deserving of gold medals than any performance in any stupid so-called sport. (And I mean medals so dazzling, they'll crisp your damned eyeballs.) All Cassie has to do is move one toe, and they're on her like a ring of fire-eyed convicts. I mean, this is some seriously hot shit.
The sex is so good it's crippling. Literally. When the boys and Cassie have finally had their fill, she thumps to the floor, sort of slithers into her kimono (with swooshes), and prepares the day's torments for her nemesis, the Flake.
Funny, but my mornings get off to the same start. So how do ya like me now?
(You'll have to click on the post title to figure out what Castanet is nattering about. I'm too busy to monitor her. Sorry. ~KZ)
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Ummm. I lost interest at stirring oil into nut butter. LOL Yea, TMI honey, I wonder if she tweets every time they have sex?
Now Castanet's life I envy. And hungedness, I'm going to try and fit that into a conversation someday, preferably during team training Monday and Tuesday.
Tam, have you seen any pictures of He Hot, the boytoy?
*ahem*
LKH's? Nope. I've never even read one of her books. I tried once, I quit about chapter 3 bored.
I don't think I have enough memory in my hard drive to keep track of all of Castanet's conquests.
Yup, I meant LKH's. That's what really makes for TMI.
True about Castanet, though.
Anita Blake, the ultimate Mary Sue...
And LKH, the ultimate Anita Blake. ;-)
Congrats on the great review at Jessewave! :)
Ditto Chris- congrats on the great review for The Prayer Waltz
I won't read the review because I haven't read the book yet, but Yay! for you. :)
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