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Summer Vacation Sex
Why is summer vacation sex the best ever?

The heat? The fact that you can shed most of your clothes? Wear a skimpy, flirty dress with stilettos? Shirtless hunks? That your skin’s bronzed and glowing? You feel pretty? The sudden relief from the pressure of not having to go to work? Not having to deal with the mundane, day-to-day responsibilities of life? Or, maybe the simple fact that you’re sans kids for a few days? Lying on a beach sipping wickedly strong cocktails? Ogling the studs ambling by? Feeling the sun heat your body?

Perhaps it’s a combination of all of the above, but for some peculiar reason almost every woman I’ve spoken with on this topic agrees; summer vacation sex is the best.

One of my friends says that from the time she awakes to the time she slips into bed late at night, every moment’s scheduled according to everyone else’s demands. First it’s what needs to be done for the kids, then her partner, and then her boss. Then she tosses and turns and makes mental to do lists for the following day. Once she’s awake it’s a matter of juggling, work, hubby, kids, and social media.

Somehow a winter, fall, or spring vacation doesn’t have the same liberating factor that does the time you take off in the summer. Routine dissipates, a lazy languor dictates your unhurried dawdling, an un-faze-able sanguinity steals over you, and time slows to a mere trickle. The minute that clock ticks into summer va-cay-at-ion, and you hit a beach, or a theme park—you do two things:

1. Let out a long, relieved sigh and feast on something forbidden—a loaded Coney dog, a banana split, or fries with cheese and gravy.

2. Release your fierce grip on ‘being plugged in’. You know, that desperate urge to update your FB status, or tweet some inane outing like ‘at the gas pump’.

Who cares when you’re on summer vacation?

jianne Frozen Watermelon Margarita (2)Especially, if it’s the last few weeks of blessed warmth. We’ve barely three weeks left for the summer. I say—throw out the baby, bath water, and your inhibitions. Do something crazy and spontaneous! Shuck your clothes by the pool. Treat yourself to icy watermelon margaritas. Wear a totally outrageous outfit. Invite friends over to do—exactly nothing, but hang out. Wring every single drop of fun out of the next twenty-one days!

Cheers!

 

 

jianne Prymal_Lust-Jianne_Carlo-200x320 (2)The primal call of Mate Claim sparks a battle among the three species of shifters—Wylfen, Feral, and Rogue—and has for generations. These violent feuds incite hunts by humankind, driving shifters near extinction. To protect their people the aristocratic Wylfen ban the practice of Mate Claim. When a Rogue alpha claims a Wylfen female, the mated pair forms a coalition with a Feral male. An alliance is created: Prymal, a new species and pack born of Rogue, Wylfen, and Feral. And war begins…

Tania, a Wylfen aristocrat, hooks up with a stranger right before her twin’s graduation from military college. Hours later, the bottom drops out of her world when she’s introduced to Axe, her twin’s new SEAL instructor. Then she discovers he’s a Feral Wolf, the archenemy of her people. Wylfen laws prohibit her from mating with a half-breed. If anyone finds out she’s mated with Axe, exile is the least she has to fear…

About the Author: Award winning author, Jianne Carlo’s motto is simple: Alpha Me Please.
While strong heroines, exotic locations, and cultural differences are her forte, she goes weak in the knees for warriors and alphas. Send her a man with an attitude and she’ll find the right woman to tame him.

Jianne loves hot and spicy food, stomach-plunging park rides, and is kept on her toes by her Viking husband of thirty-five years, and three, handsome grown sons. There’s nothing she likes more than hearing from readers.

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Skunks and Skanks

Skunks and skanks. There isn’t much difference in these nuisance critters. They both show up where they aren’t wanted and generally stir up a stink before someone runs them off. In Heather Rainier’s latest edition to the Divine Creek Ranch series, Brokenhearted Beauty, Leah Woodworth has the misfortune to have a run-in with both of these irritating varmints in the small town of Tuspita, TX. The situation is exacerbated when the local stuffed shirt, Deputy Dicky Bob, tries to assert his authority. It becomes painfully clear, pretty quick, that he has more than a passing acquaintance with the local hoochie-mama, Georgina, who has recklessly plowed into Leah’s car. The fun really begins when a skunk with perfect timing strolls into the picture. Here’s an excerpt:

Wondering what Georgina was getting so worked up about, Leah said, “Do you know each other, Deputy? Is she implying you have some sort of ‘deal’?”

Georgina bared her teeth and pointed her finger. “You don’t tell her nothin’, Dicky Bob!”

Deputy Dicky Bob responded to the situation by hauling off and kicking the tree stump in the vacant lot that neighbored the gas station property. “That’s it, I’m taking both of you damn bitches down to the jail. We’ll sort all this out down there.”

He grabbed for Leah and she pulled away. “If you’re not arresting me, I’m not going anywhere with you or this skank.”

“What the fuck did you just call me?” Georgina screeched as she ran at Leah, claws bared.

The atmosphere was suddenly split by a high-pitched scream and the most horrendous odor Leah had ever experienced up close. Her eyes watered and felt like they were on fire and her stomach rebelled violently as she spun around, searching for the cause.

Deputy Dicky Bob was holding his hands to his face, screaming, like a girl. “It sprayed me!”

The source of the odor became apparent as the skunk raced right between Georgina’s legs and across the parking lot in terror. Georgina shrieked like a fire alarm, “No, it sprayed me!”

“No, it sprayed me!” he hollered and then made a gagging sound.

Not hanging around for a debate about exactly who got sprayed, Leah ran with the rest of the crowd, dodging the poor, frightened skunk. Anyone within ten yards of that critter could consider themselves sprayed.

Her stomach rolled as she stumbled to her car to grab her box of tissues to mop her eyes, but she was suddenly grabbed from behind.

“Oh, no you don’t!” Dicky Bob hollered. His face was red, his eyes were watering and his nose was running. “You’re under arrest for…for…evading arrest, and a bunch of other stuff.”

I have died and gone to Hell.

“I wasn’t evading arrest, you idiot! I was evading a skunk!”

“We’ll just see about that,” he said as he roughly pushed her against her car. Georgina screamed again and then vomited all over her mustard yellow tank top.

“I think that means you won’t be getting your blow job from Georgina after all, Dicky Bob.” Leah turned after he finished putting handcuffs on her and she smiled at him.

The nausea finally won and she lost her lunch on his shirtfront.

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HEATHER RAINIER me-hr-dcr-brokenheartedbeauty-full (2)Brokenhearted and grieving, Leah Woodworth’s heart is filled with regret for never confessing her love to Patterson Elder. His loss haunts her dreams and she can’t set eyes on his brothers, James and Vincent without seeing his face. Having denied her attraction to them until it was too late, how can they possibly still want her?

James and Vincent were sure Leah was the one from the moment they met her. Patterson had always shared that belief, taking every chance to convince her that she was meant to be theirs. With Patterson gone, James and Vincent are deep in their own mourning and at a loss as to why Leah avoids them.

When she is offered an opportunity that may take her permanently out of Divine, they realize time has run out and seize what may be the last chance they have to make her theirs forever.

About the Author:Heather Rainier lives and writes in South Central Texas. Her stories offer up the content of her fantasies, with autobiographical humor, triumph and tragedy mixed in.

Heather’s love of romance fiction began as a teenager when her mom gave her copies of Kathleen Woodiwiss’s “”The Flame and the Flower”” and Bertrice Small’s “”Skye O’Malley””. To this day she’s pretty sure that was her mom’s version of the “”birds and the bees”” talk.

Heather writes the type of novel she loves to read: More erotic and edgy than the mainstream, with plenty of sweet romance mixed in and a happily ever after guaranteed. Heather’s favorite type of hero is the gentle, lovable giant but readers will discover a wide variety of heroes and alphas on the pages of her novels, from nearly perfect to very flawed.

When not happily typing at her keyboard, Heather is usually busy corralling her kids, or loving on her smokin’ hot husband, who thankfully loves to cook.

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Summer Time in the Big Easy
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Shawn Bailey

People often ask me what it was like growing up in New Orleans. And I always answer the same way, great. Summers were especially wonderful because that’s when my mother packed up my clothes and sent me to visit my aunt for three months. I never understood why she did this until I was grown and had children of my own. Apparently it wasn’t easy being a parent, having to work full-time and trying to find a baby-sitter who would take on three kids at the same time. I am three years younger than my sister and four years older than my brother and we had absolutely nothing in common except our mother. While my sister and I went to my father’s sister, our brother went to spend time in Mississippi with my mother’s oldest sister. (My mother tried to send me to Mississippi one summer when I was about twelve. I took one look at the outhouse and a snake and cried until she brought me back to New Orleans. I don’t know what she expected, but I never was and am still not an outdoor person.)

My aunt’s granddaughter would come down from Saint Louis and stay the summer too. She was just a year older than me so she and I hung out together a lot. But to make a long story short my aunt would always take us to places during the summer like to Ponchartrain Beach where we paid one price and road rides and played arcade games. I really like going on a street car rides to Audubon Park and visiting the zoo.

Her grown daughter used to help out too, taking us to the drive-in theatre in her little yellow Volkswagen Beetle. And every summer we’d visit the cemetery where my grandparents were buried and clean off the graves and bring new artificial flowers. The thing I remember most about that adventure were the huge black grasshoppers and open graves, and my aunt telling us not to step on the mounds. She didn’t have to worry about that because I was afraid a hand would reach out, grab my ankle and pull me into the dirt. (Yes, I have an overactive imagination even back then.)

So you want to come to New Orleans for the summer. The first thing you must know is that it’s hot and humid. That means you’ll never have a decent hairstyle unless you wear a wig. Use sun block and wear sunglasses. No matter what you think your skin will burn down here. If you have respiratory problems stay inside during the day and enjoy the city in the evening when the sun starts to go down. Hydrate. Drink plenty of water. No matter what they tell you beer, Hurricanes and Tornadoes are not the same thing.

Bring an umbrella. It rains almost every day here in the summer time, and it can change in the matter of minutes. Once it gets too hot the rain appears, and then it stops and the heat returns. There is no happy medium. I just got soaking wet walking from the bus to my house. I had an umbrella. It wasn’t nice.

We have big mosquitoes. The black ones are the worst. They are out twenty-four seven. You can’t outsmart them or outrun them. Wear repellant.

Bring your walking and your dancing shoes. New Orleans is rich with history. Enjoy the walking tours through the French Quarter and to the cemeteries. There are clubs and bars. Never travel alone. As in any major city there is also crime. We have museums. Hop on the Saint Charles Streetcar and visit the zoo and the university area. Go to the aquarium, visit the insect music and gamble at the casino. Ride the ferry to the west bank and see even more of the city. Whatever you do, dress casually and comfortably.

Bring an appetite. There is food, food and more food down here. Don’t be afraid to try the gumbo, the red beans and rice or the jambalaya. Bring antacids, you’re sure to overeat.

And last but not least, have fun. There’s something for everyone.

Have a safe summer
Shawn Bailey

Shawn Bailey med_DreamBoy (2)Being gay and in love with the most sought-after college quarterback did nothing for Hiro Aoki’s heart except make it break every time he saw Christian Hill parading around town with pretty girls on his arm. Christian also dated debutantes and got invited to the most popular parties, while Hiro and his friends stayed home on weekends studying and trying to improve their GPA. What good did it do Hiro to be smart when the love of his life didn’t return his feelings?

But to Hiro’s surprise, when he agrees to tutor Christian in math, he realizes the football star may be harboring a secret longing for him also. Can the two young men actually become lovers and keep their growing relationship a secret from their families, the rest of the students, and the bullies on the football team?

About the Author: Shawn Bailey writes from New Orleans, Louisiana. Shawn is an avid manga and yaoi novel collector and watches a lot of Japanese anime. When she’s not writing Shawn works as a financial analyst and looks forward to one day retiring, going to writing conferences and traveling to Asia. Of course she will have to get over her fear of flying. She is currently working on several new gay romance manuscripts which she hopes to get published in the near future. Shawn currently writes for Amber Quill Press, Siren-Bookstrand, Phaze Books, Dark Hollows Press and Fireborn Publishing.

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Love Summertime

Of course, here in Texas it gets hotter than Hades and we consume gallons of sweet tea and ice water. But everything is so lush and rich. My crepe myrtles are bursting with color, the herd of white tail deer that lives where we are has produced some of the cutest new fawns and I can sit on my back porch until well after eight o’clock.

desiree cowboy texas summer (2)Of course, there’s another bonus to summer in Texas, especially when you live in the Hill Country where I do, surrounded by ranches. Cowboys work just as hard in the hot months, but under the broiling sun, if you’re lucky, some of them will rip off their shirts and you get to drool over those hard, sweaty muscles! I mean, is there a better place to ogle tough alpha males than on a ranch?

I also love summer because it reminds me of some of he most romantic moments in my life—walking along the beach with my late husband, letting the waters of the Gulf of Mexico wash over our bare feet. Or sitting on a dune beneath clear moonlight, drinking more of that sweet tea and counting the stars.

Summer is a time for barbecues, and of course Texas is a leader there, too. Smoked brisket, juicy ribs, corn roasted on the grill…mmm, mmm, mmm. All washed down with ice cold beer.

In my neck of the woods it’s also a good time to hang out late in the day at Luckenbach, right down the road from me, where Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson sang in those long ago years. Now on any afternoon you can sip a Lone Star beer and listen to that day’s performers in the Pickers Circle. Kick back and let the music just wash over you.

Summer is a time for love, for happy memories, for renewal of life and love. Is it any wonder that I love it so much?

perf5.000x8.000.inddFletcher “Mustang” Call is a dedicated SEAL and a committed Dom. The one thing he isn’t is relationship material. A tragedy in his past killed his desire for more than a good time on leave and a little D/s play. Until April Coe walked into his life, a woman unlike any he’s known. Problem is, she’s as vanilla as they come.

April was warned about Mustang, a man as wild and free as his call sign, so she doesn’t expect him to stick around for long. That’s okay, she’ll enjoy the great sex while she can. At least, she thought it was great. When she senses her sexy bronco is holding back, she has to decide whether to ride the mustang a little harder or set him free.

About the Author:Known the world over as the oldest living author of erotic romance, and referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, Desiree Holt is three times a finalist for an EPIC E-Book Award (and a winner in 2014), a nominee for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award, winner of the first 5 Heart Sweetheart of the Year Award at The Romance Studio as well as twice a CAPA Award winner for best BDSM book of the year, and winner of the Holt Medallion for Excellence in Romance Literature. She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)

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Yes, I Am Wearing That.

Summer is a time of year when those of us with body issues feel especially vulnerable. There’s no hiding under bulky winter layers or blaming the holidays for our perceived flaws. The media knows it: while I write this sentence, there’s another commercial about weight loss on the television. Grocery store tabloids are in an orgasmic frenzy of body shaming, loaded with photos of celebrities daring to show their unphotoshopped bikini bodies at the beach, side by side with articles about “loving yourself, now!” – lip service contradicted by every other page of the magazine.

I’m not buying into it anymore. Over the past few years, I’ve been working on loving myself exactly as I am, which is about as much of a struggle for me as it probably is for everyone else. One huge step forward is to wear the clothing I love. I’m wearing skirts and tank tops and bathing suits, and I’m not hiding from photographs. I tell myself I need to care for my body as-is because it cares for me every day.

As I started the “body positivity” journey, I realized that in my own insecurity, I was critical of others as well. I’m not proud of this, but I judged people all the time for daring to wear revealing or snug-fitting clothing, especially if they had a body type like mine. How horrible is that? I was so uncomfortable in my own skin that I projected those issues onto others. As I’ve learned to love myself, I’ve learned that my issues are mine, and everyone should wear what they want to wear. We need to celebrate each other and stop tearing each other down.

I’ve been body positivity recently in my books. Two of my upcoming texts, Combustion and Playing Knotty, both have characters with nontraditional body types who know – or learn – that they’re gorgeous and valuable exactly as they are. Loving oneself as-is won’t sell any products, but it’s the only way to be happy. So this summer, I urge you to show skin. Go swimming. Dress in clothes that make you happy, and when you see someone rocking an outrageously awesome style, compliment them. We might just bankrupt an industry devoted to making us hate ourselves.

elia winters CARINA_0114_9781426897863_PurelyProfessional (2)Columnist Bridget Hartwell agrees to write about BDSM to impress her new executive editor at Sultry, the “sex-positive magazine for sex-positive women.” Unfortunately, it’s a topic she knows absolutely nothing about…but if she ever wants that promotion, she’ll need to learn the ropes, fast.

English professor Max Harlow is active in the Dom/sub scene, but only for casual play—he’s never found his ideal partner: a woman who is his equal, but sexually submissive. When he’s asked to explain the lifestyle to his cute but obviously inexperienced neighbor, Max is certain it’s best to approach it academically—to keep things purely professional.

Until Bridget’s first article is a huge hit, giving her the perfect excuse to delve deeper into the naturally submissive side of her sexuality. But as their encounters intensify and each of her boundaries is skillfully pushed, Bridget must decide what this all means… for her identity, her career, and, most importantly, her future with Max.

About the Author: Elia Winters has always been a New England girl, despite having spent much of her childhood in Florida. She holds a degree in English Literature and teaches at a small rural high school where she runs too many extracurricular activities. She balances her love of the outdoors with a bottomless well of geekiness.

Elia dabbles in many genres, but erotic romance has been one of her favorites since she first began sneaking her mother’s romance novels. In high school, she kept her friends entertained with a steady stream of naughty stories and somehow never got caught passing them around. Her erotic fiction and poetry have been published online at Clean Sheets and Scarlet Letters under a different name. Elia currently lives in New England with her loving husband and their odd assortment of pets.

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Summer is a season that should be exploited for hours of fun in the sun. Long days. Endless blue skies. And for those of us who are children at heart the chance to revel in all kinds of activities that make us remember a more innocent time in our lives. Summer activities are different for everyone depending on how you grew-up, where you live, and what your interests are. For me some of my favorite summer activities are sitting in a crowded stadium and cheering on my home team with a hotdog in one hand and a scorecard in another. The chance to float down a river in a giant raft with friends and family while occasionally instigating a water fight. Strictly for protecting the ones I love from suffering a heat stroke of course. Hours spent screaming on roller coasters and trying to win giant teddy bears. Exploring mountain trails while climbing over boulders the size of elephants. Relaxing at a campsite, watching flames flicker and hearing logs crack as fireflies perform nature’s ballet. Having a barbeque in a park while kids run around chasing each other with dripping ice cream cones and sitting under a night sky as it comes alive with brilliant explosions of colored lights. These of course are only a handful of possibilities!

There’s more to summer than thrilling activities though. Summer is a time when we can reevaluate our lives. It’s the perfect time of year to ask ourselves are we being the best son/daughter, husband/wife/partner, colleague, human being we can be. If the answer is no then it begs the follow-up question as to why and what can we do to fix that? Half the year has passed and maybe those resolutions we set for ourselves on January 1st have proven to be more of a challenge than we anticipated, or maybe we’ve met those goals and are ready for even more challenging ones. Set new goals. Continue to grow. Don’t let the craziness of the season’s adventures consume you to the point of forgetting to look inward too.

Finally, I look at summer as a chance to enjoy and explore new love. Every one of you reading this has probably sung along to Grease’s Summer Nights at least once in their lifetime. And if you say no then you’ve been forced to listen to someone else at the top of their lungs. Cheesy classic musicals aside though, summer is the perfect chance to find a new lover, a bit of excitement, or discover something new about the person you already share your life with. I challenge you to at least once a day this summer look for someway to celebrate love because life without love is not living at all.

Have A Great Summer!
Trina Lane

trina sealingfate_800 (2)After a chance encounter in a crowded St. Louis nightclub, anthropologist Dr Kat Martin is swept into the arms and the dangerous life of Navy SEAL Lieutenant Commander Jace Hudson. However, their hearts aren’t the only things in danger of being taken prisoner.

Jace’s missions are compromised, and Kat finds herself becoming the obsession of a stalker. Only a team of America’s bravest will travel from the American Midwest to the steamy jungles of Central America to discover the person responsible. Failure is not an option as Jace refuses to allow the fates that brought him and Kat together to rip them apart forever.

About the Author:If you look up the word conundrum in the dictionary, there should be a photo of Trina. Her personality is so multifaceted that her friends have spent countless hours scratching their heads in wonder. A scientist with a passion for history, music and photography she loves to travel and experience new places but is terminally shy around people she doesn’t know.

Trina has been devouring romance novels since her tender teenage years, although only began writing in 2007. When her debut novel was met with resounding success, she said ?Hey I can do that again?. The rest as they say is history.

Her choices in reading and writing material are as diverse as her iTunes library, which contains music from Mozart to Metallica. Her one concession is all stories must have a happily ever after ending-did we mention she’s incurably romantic?

She lives in Missouri with her loving and indulgent husband, a brilliant toddler who is going to rule the world someday, and an orange tabby cat affectionately referred to as ‘Houdini’ for his stealthy escape attempts.

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“Gay for Pay.” Myth or Reality? By Scotty Cade
Hello Everyone. Scotty Cade here. I’d like to thank Long and Short Reviews for allowing me to be part of their 7th Anniversary Celebration.

When you say the word “Pornography,” most people I talk to either love it or hate it. It’s rare that I find someone who doesn’t have a strong opinion on the matter. But what I’m so intrigued by is the “Gay for Pay” sector.

When I began researching my upcoming novel “Acting Out,” I spent hours upon hours doing research about the “Gay for Pay” porn industry. I forced myself to watch a lot of hot guys getting it on. But…that’s a whole other story.

Sorry! I digress. Now where was I? Oh yeah. But – the more websites I stumbled upon, the more intrigued I became. I’ve never been a porn watcher, not because I’m too much of a prude, but simply because I never really got into it. But…with that said, I perused over two dozen sites, many “military type” sites and I watched snippets of the free videos available to “looky loo’s” like me and to be blatantly honest, it was pretty apparent to this novice that only a few held true to the myth of “straight” guys having sex with other “straight” guys.

After narrowing it down to a few porn sites, because they seemed legitimate and because the guys did pre and post video interviews, I bought trial memberships and settled in for a binge watch. What I saw amazed the hell out of me. They were actually real “straight” guys having gay sex with other “straight” guys. The thing that was so blatantly obvious was that these men showed no emotion what so ever. They were going through the motions, doing any and everything, but there was no real lust or affection between them. No noticeable connection between them at all. And…that got the old wheels a turning.

So I started previewing the many videos each of these sites had to offer, but more importantly, I listened intently to the interviews where the guys talked about themselves and why they did what they did. I was amazed at the camaraderie between the men, all supporting one another and at the same time teasing one another mercifully. With each interview I learned more and more about what made these men tick. Much to my surprise, many of them were married with small children and many had girlfriends. It was clear that they were doing what they had to do to put food on the table.

After gravitating to a couple of guys in particular, I watched every video for each of them. Sometimes together, sometimes with other guys, but I instantly liked these two men and were drawn to them and their story. Or…at least what I could piece together from watching their interviews and putting together all the little tidbits they dropped during each interview. Alone they were just tidbits, but linked together painted a pretty clear picture. They seemed open and honest and genuinely humble. These are the two men who inspired my main characters, Elijah Preston and Hamish Turner.

In my quests to get this story as accurate as possible, I decided to have Eli, who is down on his luck and just entering the world of “gay for pay” porn quiz Hamish, one of the “experienced” guys on why he does what he does.

Eli turned to Hamish. “Now can I ask you something?”

Hamish nodded.

“Are you gay?”

Hamish chuckled.

“Not that I care what people do in the privacy of their own bedroom,” Eli clarified.

“No. I’m not gay.”

“Then how do you do it?” Eli asked, meeting Hamish’s eyes.

Hamish broke the gaze and turned to look out over the water. “There’s not really a short answer to that question,” he said. “But the gist of it is that all us guys feel like we are in this together. We do what we have to do to support ourselves and our families. And we try to support one another.”

“But to have sex with another guy,” Eli said.

“Listen,” Hamish added. “A blowjob is a blowjob, and a warm hole is a warm hole. Once you get over the taboo of having sex with another man, realize that sex is sex and it’s all the same, you’re home free.”

“Its really hard to wrap my head around, but I’ll take your word for it,” Eli said.

Hamish looked back at Eli. “Seriously, I felt the same way you did when Royce propositioned me. But once you get here and get to know the guys, it almost becomes like a club you want to be part of. Almost like the feeling of being a marine, like being a part of something bigger than you. I know it sounds crazy, but that’s how it was for me and for most of the other guys as well.”

This time Eli turned away and stared out over the water as if he might find the answers out there.

Hamish continued, “Most guys are here because they can’t find work and are doing what they have to do to support themselves and/or their families. I don’t know about you, but I have to admire that dedication.”

Eli thought about what Hamish said and decided he agreed. “I do too,” he said.

“The guys here feel like we are all in this together, and it makes it easier on each and every one of us. In the end, we’re all doing the same things for mostly the same reasons. You know.” Hamish said. “We have this unspoken agreement among us that no one should feel isolated and ashamed for doing what they have to do to take care of themselves or the people they love.”

Eli glanced at Hamish again and their eyes met. “You get where I’m coming from?” Hamish asked.

“I do,” Eli admitted. “I just don’t know if I can do it.”

“Of course you can,” Hamish assured him. “If you want to. The biggest hurdle we all had to face was simply believing that having sex with another man doesn’t define you as gay.”

Hamish paused, then spoke again. “As I said before, I’m not gay, I hate labels and I’ve always strived to live and let live. But up until I joined this elite group of men I hadn’t even considered having sex with another man.”

“And now?” Eli asked.

“It took me a couple of months to get comfortable with everything,” Hamish said, looking up at the stars, “but if I was forced to stick a label on my back, I would now categorize myself as a bisexual.”

“Does that mean you enjoy sex with men?” Eli asked.

“Sometimes,” Hamish admitted. “It’s like a regular job. Some days you enjoy your work some days you don’t, and sometimes you get along better with one coworker versus another. It’s really no different. There are guys I enjoy being with more than others, but it’s a job and you can’t pick and choose. I mean, if I refused to do a scene with a certain guy, no one would make me. But again, it’s our unspoken code of ethics that keeps us all together.”

“Wow!” Eli said, shaking his head. “I didn’t see that coming.”

So, as you can see Eli is really struggling to decide if he can really pull any of this off and actually have sex with another man.

This topic continues to intrigue me long after the book has been put to bed, no pun intended, but not for the reasons you may think. I’m mostly amazed at the camaraderie between the guys. They respect and support one another and never judge and in the end, again with puns, but isn’t that what we all want???

Be sure to look for “Acting Out” by Scotty Cade, available in September 2014 from Dreamspinner Press.

scotty Acting Out 400x600-1 (2)“One very long tour of duty in Afghanistan and an honorable discharge from the USMC does nothing to help Elijah Preston’s job search. Living in a cheap motel in Quantico Virginia and nearly out of money, a chance meeting in a local Walmart with a man named Royce Mackey finally gives Eli hope for employment. Until…he learns the job description. Royce operates a gay military porn site and wants Eli as his next star. Desperate and broke, Eli finally accepts Royce’s offer and soon finds himself immersed in a strange new world.

Hamish Turner’s been there before. He takes Eli under his wing and teaches him as much about Royce’s operation as he can and the two quickly become friends. After their first shoot together they realize there is a little more of a connection then either expected and a strong bond develops. The two men decide to see where their mutual attraction takes them but things quickly get complicated when a crazed fan of Hamish’s, starts sending threatening letters demanding the scenes between the two men stop. Or else. What follows next sends their world crashing down around them.

About the Author:ScottyCade tux (2)Scotty Cade left Corporate America and twenty-five years of Marketing and Public Relations behind to buy an Inn & Restaurant on the island of Martha’s Vineyard with his partner of seventeen years. He started writing stories as soon as he could read, but just five years ago for publication. When not at the Inn, you can find him on the bow of his boat writing gay romance novels with his Shetland sheepdog Mavis at his side. Being from the south and a lover of commitment and fidelity, most of his characters find their way to long healthy relationships, however long it takes them to get there. He believes that in the end, the boy should always get the boy.

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Summer – The Time to Write
When the year slows down is my time. I love the summer. Okay, I’ll grant you, I’m not a big one for hot weather. 72 and sunny with a few clouds is my perfect time. 100 degrees isn’t my idea of fun, but…the rest of the world is slowing down a bit. I can handle that.

4_Bic_Cristal_pens_and_caps 1 (2)Why? Because I can get the stuff I need to finish done. Like what, you might ask? Well, the stories that are sitting right there, staring at me and begging to be finished. I have this tendency to have a story that’s ready to go, but I don’t have the time to write it. I let it sit and percolate for a while. Usually, when the time comes to start it (or the deadline is that close), I get a burst of energy to finish.

During the summer, I can have those bursts uninterrupted. It’s wonderful. No one pestering me to clean up this or to finish working on that. I can use my time as I see fit. I’ve been able to tackle a longer work that’s been staring at me. I love it. I’ve been able to immerse myself in the characters (have I mentioned they are hot? Yeah, they are.) and get to know exactly what I want to do with them. It’s great.

What about you? What is your favorite part of the summer? Anything you like to do during the warmer months? Let me know. Maybe we can trade notes and I’ll try something new. Grin.

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meagan slayerGet your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the Club.

An actor with a mega-sized ego? Check. The role of a lifetime playing a submissive in a major motion picture? Check. A Dom with unlimited patience? There could be a problem with explosive results.

Dylan Tyler isn’t used to being told no. He’s the hottest actor in Hollywood with a long list of films to his credit. His specialty includes taking risks for his roles and immersing himself in the characters. He’s about to portray a submissive for his latest flick—except he knows nothing about the lifestyle. He’s at Club Desire to learn, but the line between performance art and life is blurring fast.

Ansen Moran knew from the beginning that Dylan wasn’t a typical client, but he’s the only Dom willing to tame the actor’s larger-than-life personality. He’s also not fond of actors. Ansen has his heart guarded from Dylan’s charms, but even the best laid plans blow up when emotions take control.

Dylan’s got one shot to learn from the best. Will he manage to please his Dom and realize the role of his life or lose everything in the process?

About the Author:When she’s not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don’t seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite–on command.

She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through Ellora’s Cave, Changeling Press, Decadent Publishing , Liquid Silver Books, MLR Press, Resplendence Publishing, and Total-E-Bound Publishing.

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Summer: Where did you go?

Most seasons don’t change all that much as we grow older. Fall remains the same pretty much—with exception of back to school. If you have children, it’s a busier time. With no children in school, one fall is pretty much the same as any other, and with exception of weather, a day in fall is not much different than a day in winter or spring.

Winter also remains pretty much the same year to year or day to day. Days are shorter and gloomier. But it’s pretty much a matter of whether it’s colder or wetter than previous years. Well, there is Christmas in there but for this piece, I’m discounting holidays as people celebrate differently or don’t celebrate at all. And I feel spring falls into this same category. Unless you have children in school, there’s not much difference in our day-to-day lives. For many, spring does mean time to plant so if you are a gardener, it’s a great time.

sydney canstockphoto1698750 (2)But I find that summer is one of those seasons that changes in how we view it as we age. What it means to me now is not what it meant to me as a child. As a child, summer meant freedom. No school, no homework. It was a time to run free and play outdoors (none of those cool electronics in my childhood. A transistor radio was the coolest electronic toy I had or one of those dogs that walks and barks…) It was also a time of family vacations. Summer was the best time of the year (with Christmas maybe overshadowing it but Christmas was one day and summer, well, summer was SUMMER!)

When I graduated school, summers became a time to look forward to taking some vacation. Going on cool trips and maybe doing some camping. After I married and had children, summer was a mixed blessing. Kids were home and I worked part time so had to deal with childcare. But we also took a lot of vacations and enjoyed our family time and lots of summer activities.

But something happened when the kids grew up and left home. Summer became just another season. We take fewer trips. I am a full time caretaker for my mother and my husband’s workload is heavier than ever at work. Oh, we have our garden and I end up harvesting at least 50 lbs. of tomatoes a week but overall, summer has lost that magical quality. Summer means hot days in the triple digits. In short, it’s just another season. I miss the summers of my childhood and the summers of my children’s childhood.

I anticipate that magical feel of summer returning with the birth of my first grandchild. How fun it will be to share that magical time with her and any other grandchildren I might be blessed with. Summer won’t mean too much until she gets here, and grows up a tad.

But then, I hope to share many magical summer days with her, taking trips, having sleepovers, engaging in many summer activities and even celebrating the end of the season with a little back to school shopping. Just me and my grandchildren, enjoying the change of seasons.

What does summer mean to you? Is the season just another passing season or is it something you look forward to all year long? If yes, why? I’d love to hear what summer means to you and what makes it special.

Wishing you lots of sunshine
Sydney St. Claire

perf5.000x8.000.inddJaimie Newberry is jobless, her rent is due, and her cat just died. On top of that, she was accused of embezzling before she was fired. When her friend invites her for a weekend of kinky fairytale role playing, she agrees to go as Cinderella. What has she got to lose when sex with a handsome prince is involved?

CEO Bryce Langston needs to know if Jamie is innocent of embezzlement or just very clever. He arranges for her to be his weekend sub but soon realizes the pretty scullery maid is naïve to the BDSM lifestyle. As her prince and her Dom, he intends to not only learn the truth but to make sure she has a fantasy come true.

About the Author:“Sydney St. Claire is the pseudonym of Susan Edwards, author of 14 Historical Native American/Western/Paranormal romances and the author of the popular “White” Series.

Sydney loves writing and sharing stories of love, happiness and dreams come true with her readers. She credits her mother for her writing success. Encouraged to read as a child, she always preferred happy endings which meant romances were her favorite genre. Sydney takes her readers into the world of erotica romance where her characters come together in explosive passion as they solve life’s problems and find true love along with the best sex our hero and heroine have ever experienced.

Sydney’s office is quite crowded with three dogs at her feet and five cats to keep her company while she writes. Three cats always insist on beds on her desk, barely leaving enough room for her monitor and keyboard. Life gets fun when all five insist on supervising…

When not writing, she enjoys crafts of all sorts including quilting, sewing, cross-stitch and knitting. She and her husband of 30 + years are avid gardeners. He takes care of the veggies, and Susan is in charge of the ‘pretties’. Her medicine wheel garden is in a contact state of war: flowers vs. weeds. Sadly, right now the weeds are wining…

While writing, she listens to a wide variety of music. Her current favorites are Blackmore’s Night and David Lanz.

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Aidee beachunder1k (2)Whenever I think of summer, I think of tunes! Some of my best memories of summer involve making playlists for friends and for the inevitable road trip to the beach. I remember one summer in short shorts, slathered in sunscreen, in the passenger side of my friend’s convertible listening to Jackson Browne and Bruce Springsteen while the days seemed to stretch before us forever. We were on our way to the white sand beaches of the Gulf of Mexico where the water was as warm as a bath and the music played all night and all day.

I think making all those playlists as a teenager is why making a playlists for books seems so easy.

I just released my first standalone title, THE BREAK-IN through Dreamspinner Press and when my friend Kelley asked me what music would go with my ebook, I found several that seemed to fit both with my characters and my story.

I have to admit when I’m looking for songs to fill a playlist for a story, they have to meet one of two criteria:

  •         The lyrics have to match what a character is feeling
  •         The song captures the mood of a scene

That said, here are the songs I chose for this story and why. If you’re interested, I created the playlist on YouTube so you can listen to the whole set here: http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLaf-IXveR9pUKgijDcluQcrnjwxiYpGz2

1.   Moving On by Needtobreathe

I think this song captures Forbes at the start of the story. He’s waiting for his lover to reappear when their stars align but is contemplating moving on. It encompasses that kind of sad but inevitable feeling that you might be waiting for nothing.

2.   Mission Impossible Theme

Okay, I know this is a pretty cheesy pick, but I am dead certain that Wilson, the self-appointed leader of the technology thieves, insisted that this music be played in the van on the way over to Forbes’s lab. Oliver was lucky he drove his own motorcycle to the scene, because they would have come to blows over the endless repetition of this song.

3.   99 Problems by Hugo

I know the Jay-z is more famous, but I love the almost folky sound of this song. This is Oliver’s song as things start to go south. He’s suddenly on the wrong side of both Forbes and the gang of thieves he’s working for.

4.   Take On Me by A-ha

Shameless 80’s guilty pleasure music. THE BREAK-IN is set in the near future, so I’m going to say Forbes has it in his music library because his parents listened to it.

5.   Ruler of My Heart by Irma Thomas

I love the soulful sound of Irma Thomas. This is definitely a Forbes song. He’s waited so long for his lover to return and when he does, it’s not at all in the way he expects.

6.   Jeepers Creepers by Frank Sinatra

I had to include this song. It’s Jeepers’s song! The little cat robot embodies this quirky little ditty. He probably plays it in the house whenever Forbes leaves.

7.   Do It Alone by Sugarcult

Forbes would understand this song. He doesn’t want to be alone anymore. He’s willing to beg Oliver to stay.

8.   With you by Natalie Walker

The lyric “Love takes time and time is on our side” is perfect for THE BREAK-IN. Forbes definitely found his life changed by Oliver and as a result his love didn’t fade despite time and circumstance. It’s a sappy song but those are okay sometimes.

9.   Life Less Ordinary by Carbon Leaf

This song embodies Forbes and Oliver’s relationship. They are somehow a lot less ordinary together and together they will have an extraordinary life.

10.   Little Wonders by Rob Thomas

This song is for the end of the story. The hardest part is over for both Forbes and Oliver. The twist and turns of fate have left them exhausted and time has fallen away. It’s definitely the heart that really matters in the end.

11.   All Will Be Well by Gabe Dixon

This song is my song. As the author, I want to tell my characters that “all will be well” but only time will tell.

aidee [The]LG (2)Ten years ago, roboticist Forbes Pohle received a visit from time-traveler Oliver Lennox. “Wait for me,” Oliver said. Now a decade has come and gone, and Oliver has returned. However, Forbes never dreamed Oliver would reappear as the point man for a gang of technology thieves breaking into his lab. He finds the younger Oliver just as sexy and even more annoying; still, he must convince him their happily-ever-after is meant to be—but he only has the time it takes his robotic cat Jeepers to thwart the thieves to do it. After waiting so long, he could lose everything in the span of seconds.

About the Author: Aidee Ladnier began writing fiction at twelve years old but took a hiatus to be a magician’s assistant, ride in hot air balloons, produce independent movies, collect interesting shoes, and amass a secret file with the CIA. A lover of genre fiction, it has been a lifelong dream of Aidee’s to write both romance and erotica with a little science fiction, fantasy, mystery, or the paranormal thrown in to add a zing.

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