Christmas is another issue - I love Christmas.
But winter - that's a whole other issue. By 4:30 in the afternoon it's dark and I live in the southern part of the country - near the St. Lawrence River, which divides a good portion of Canada and the US. If I lived much further north - it'd be dark for a major portion of the day. It's cold and then there is this thing called Wind Chill - which just takes cold and makes it colder!!!! And lastly there is snow. While it is beautiful when it falls and it can create artistic masterpieces on the landscape; it's annoying and has to be shovelled. The shovelled piles get hard and dirty or turn mushy and sloppy when they melt.
Ok- so you get I'm not a fan of winter.
But I am a fan of a fun story.
Erotic contemporary fantasy
What's a woman to do when a voice follows her home and makes mad, passionate love to her?
Corporate business woman, Capricious Gray, is dragged to a sex toy convention by her best friend. Once a shocking, mysterious disembodied voice helps her with her purchases, it follows her home. Passion ensues, leaving Capri torn between lust for her fantasy lover and the desperate need for reality in her life.
Thall, son of one of the Fates, harbors the irrepressible need to be with the woman he's desired from afar for years. In order to make her his, once and for all, he must help Capri get past her fears, including the fear of what he represents - a fantasy.
Can fantasy become a reality for these two lovers?
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Set up – Capri and her best friend, Kat, are in an Irish pub and have had a couple of drinks.
I nestled down in my chair. "Whole story. Don't interrupt. When we were walking through the displays at the sex toy convention, I heard a voice. He spoke to me, but I couldn't see who it was. He followed me home."
"A stalker!" Kat popped her hand over her lips.
"No. A Fate. Or actually, the son of a Fate." As I continued with my rambling and muddled, but detailed explanation, our waitress deposited round number four. I was half finished with it when I got to the part – "And the sex was so hot, but he isn't real, so I told him to go away. Cause I need a man. A real man. I can't date the air. And now I miss him."
Kat leaned over toward me. Her breath smelled like cream ale. "So, what was it like?"
"No, the nipple clamps. I really wanted to buy a pair."
"Kat." I fell back against the chair and rubbed my face. "I just told you I met a Fate and had incredible beach sex and all you got out of it was I own nipple clamps."
A frigid chill ran down my back. I glanced up. Every male in the bar was staring at me. Most had that stupid, horny grin on their faces. Why? Because the second I said, I own nipple clamps, the room went dead silent and everyone heard me.
So I did what any self-respecting but totally humiliated woman would do, I ordered another beer.
Kelly-Anne brought it over and smiled. She was practically my bitch by now as I'd been over tipping the whole night. "Patrick said this one's on the house."
"Well you can tell Patrick, I'm not gonna show him my nipple clamps." I glanced up at the other patrons. "Or anybody else."
A case of the giggles hit Kat. She kept trying to tell me something, but would shake with laughter and could only spit out a garbled mess of words. "Yo zed plmps."
Four and a half Guinness Draughts in you and it doesn't take long for the infectious giggling to invade your body. I wiped the tears of laughter from my eyes and started singing, "When Irish eyes are smiling. De da de dum, I don't know the words. But when Irish eyes are smiling…de dum de de da dum dee." I held that last note for several seconds. And proudly I might add, I was only a little off key.
"Okay. Okay. I got it." Kat placed her hand on her chest and tried to control her breathing. "You said nipple clamps!" She burst into hysterics and knocked over her empty beer glass.
"Time to go." I stood and swayed. My knees buckled. The chair pad rose up and met my butt. No, reverse that, I sat down.
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