The Prescription Drug Epidemic

You may not believe me, but I’m normally a pretty happy person. I joke with my dog, I sometimes talk like Foghorn Leghorn, Elmer Fudd and other Looney Tunes characters and some of my sexy short stories will make you laugh. Nevertheless, there are things that get my goat and make my blood boil. Yes, bankers, lawyers, mortgage brokers, televangelists and other such scoundrels drive me up a wall and I might talk about them on another day, but for now I want to talk about the guardians of our health, and the custodians of our lives, our doctors.

Did you know we have the greatest health care system in the world?

Balderdash!

Don’t make me laugh. If our health care system is so good, how come the lifespan in the U.S. is 38th in the world on life expectancy and 33rd worst in the world for infant mortality. How come every so often you read in the paper or hear on TV that some poor slob had the good leg amputated instead of the diseased one or some other mindless accident. I’ve been to doctors who’ve been dumber than dirt. Having an MD designation is no guarantee that your doctor is smart enough to keep from killing you. Yeah, that’s right killing you. Don’t get my wrong there are some good doctors out there, but some times they’re harder to find than snow in the Sahara.

Example, eleven years ago our son was seriously ill from Crohn’s disease. He was slowly dying while in the hospital, while a team of so-called specialists played doctor. My wife wouldn’t have it. She got on the phone with her sister in California and asked if she could get a recommendation. Within a day or so, my wife got the name of a Crohn’s specialist in L.A. To make a long story short, she talked to him, knew he was competent and to the chagrin of the pretend doctors, took our son, along with x-rays and records to L.A.

That was twelve years ago and no thanks to his original doctors, my son survived. Those doctors like so many didn’t have a clue and a doctor without a clue is dangerous, because they feel like they have to do something and when they don’t have clue, many times they do the wrong thing.

I can see I could easily write a couple thousand words on this subject so I’m going to jump to the subject of my blog, the pharmacological cartel’s seeming conspiracy to get everyone in the world taking their drugs. I do not for a minute believe they are a benign entity. The evidence supports the opposite. From lobbyists in D.C. to high powered ads on TV and elsewhere to paying doctors to peddle their wares: http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/09/business/09anemia.html?_r=1 .

When was the last time you watched the national six o’clock news and didn’t see at least six ads for prescription drugs? Have you listened to the side effects they recite? Some of the worst are severe diarrhea, blindness and death. Yes, Death! That’s pretty severe side effect. And it happens. Have you or your family ever taken Ritalin? It can kill! And the affliction it supposedly treats, ADHD, is questionable. In the old sane days it used to be called hyperactivity.

I had a hyperactive sister. She didn’t take any drugs and she lived long enough to become what I would call a passive old maid. Not so for some of these kids: http://www.ritalindeath.com/adhd-drug-deaths.htm .

When it comes to special ed in our schools we have a case of the old Catch 22 here folks. The kids, usually hyperactive boys are diagnosed by our friendly physician or psychiatrist as having that made up disorder ADHD. They are then put on one or two various psychotropic drugs which through the years have killed thousands and guess what. They are so drugged that they can’t do their school work. When kids don’t live up to there potential, (ability tests) they are candidates for special ed. So almost all of the special ed kids are on drugs. And many that aren’t special ed are on drugs too. In fact it’s like an epidemic.

And folks this epidemic is everywhere, bought and paid for by the drug cartels and the medical community.

I’m going to leave it at that…for now. Looking forward to comments.

For those who may be interested, my latest book is a novel about another one of my pet peeves, Televangelists. If the subject interests you check out The Bastard Preacher.

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The Bastard Preacher Blurb

If there are truly evil people in the world, Jamie Lee Vincent would be a prime suspect.

Smooth and handsome, sociopath, Jamie Lee Vincent decides there’s easy money in religion after attending a big tent revival in his home town of Tyler, Texas. Catching the interest of Reverend Sonny Riverton’s youngest daughter, the lovely and vivacious Missy, he charms his way into her bed and in short order the Riverton clan.

Utilizing his charm and natural-born talent for chicanery, Jamie Lee takes over the ministry, and when his popularity soars finds himself among the most revered of television preachers. However, the wealth, fame, sex and power he now enjoys isn’t enough—nothing is ever enough!

Bringing Everyone up to Speed

I’ve been writing so much, I haven’t been holding my end of the blog up. Sorry I hope to do better. Since I haven’t written anything for so long, I decided to bring everyone up to speed. Today I’m going to talk about my Interracial series. Starting in March, was a book called Blind Date, I’ve written and published, four Interracial books, specifically bwwm. For those that don’t know that means black woman and white man. In the order that they’ve been released I will show the covers, and descriptions of all with buy links.

Blind Date
Women’s fashion entrepreneur, Keli Michaels’s mundane life is about turn topsy turvy. It all starts when her business partner and best friend, Tya, arranges a blind date with her cousin, but fails to tell Keli about it until two hours before their dinner reservations. Despite Keli’s well founded annoyance, Ty convinces her to at least go out with him.

But when he arrives, Keli discovers something else her duplicitous friend failed to tell her. She is shocked to find out Ty’s favorite cousin, Phillip (Trevor) Gordon, has long blond hair, beautiful baby blues and is cuter than hell.

Having never considered dating interracially, Keli, although apprehensive, reluctantly accompanies Ty’s handsome cousin, out on the town in a limo, and enjoys the most wonderful date of her life.

With the stars aligned, inevitably drawing this unlikely pair together, passion ignites and burns hot. But will it evolve into true love or simply burn itself out and fade away?
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French Kiss
An admissions department snafu at Manhattan’s prestigious Juilliard School for the Arts, pairs a lovely African American girl in the same dorm room with a blond blue eyed Frenchman. Maybe it’s karma, but sparks of frustration turn into the heat of attraction and within the week the pair becomes a couple. But cruel fate steps in at Christmas vacation, when, after a second snafu, the lovebirds are separated the by an ocean of despair, the Atlantic Ocean.
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Groovin’ ‘n Waikiki
After winning an all expenses paid Hawaiian vacation for two from a local radio station, Jessica and her younger sister, Gloria, head to Honolulu with high expectations. Jessie meets and hits it off with a man who happens to live in the LA area, where she’s from and is suddenly looking forward to returning to LA.

Gloria, a showroom dancer in Las Vegas hotel, also meets a man, Kino, a Hawaiian hunk, who is renowned for his lothario like exploits. Just when she’s resolved to sharing his company as a summer vacation romance only, she discovers they have something compelling in common.

Is there romance after vacation with this Hawaiian godlike incarnation?

Gloria doesn’t think so, but don’t count Kino out.
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Dumped!
Lila Patterson receives the shock of her life when, after being stood up for lunch by her husband, she returns home and finds her things being moved into a moving van.

Seeing her husband standing on the lawn directing the movers, she storms up to her husband, only to receive an even bigger shock and deep hurt when their lawyer, her long time friend from college, hands her a divorce petition.
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Coming December/January

Duped!
Hollywood beauty shop owner Jamilla Turner meets and gets swept off her feet by Demi-god, Maximilian Randle III. After a whirlwind courtship and engagement, she finds herself married.
Four months later she finds out what a mess she’s in when she receives a phone call from Jeanette Randle. The other Mrs. Maximilian E. Randle III.

There you have it. Now you’re up to date on my bwwm series. Next I’ll tell you about some of my other new books, They are Menage a trois stories.

Six New Books from wild imagination of DEE DAWNING

Whether your taste is Sweet Romance, Erotic Romance or just plain Erotic, there's something here to please. Here are five very sexy, very naughty, hot new releases, April Showers, Angel Love, Last Thing I Do! , The Big Bamboo, Fortune Cookie Magic - One plus my brand new semi-sweet romance Sister Laurel & the Atheist. Check them out.

April Showers

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Young and beautiful Mrs. Helen Ryan is shopping for groceries, when a sordid episode from her past slams into her. As college juniors seven years previous, she and three friends took their spring break in Las Vegas, working two weeks as high paid call girls. Her working name had been April Showers. Now, some unknown person is calling her April and Helen's plush life will never be the same. (Hurry for 25% discount)

Angel Love

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Picking up where April Showers leaves off, Randy weaves his spell of dominance and protection over beautiful blonde haired, blue eyed Angel Love as he had over equally beautiful April. Reintroducing her to the alluring, exciting, glamorous life of a high priced call girl, she had all but given up, she is anxious to please Randy and herself. Therefore, she resumes the life she, April and two other friends left behind seven years earlier, when as college juniors, the four had spent a debauched two week spring vacation as in Las Vegas . (Hurry for 25% discount)

Last Thing I Do!

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Sally and her brother Hermie are strange people. Every weekend they venture forth from Piggott Arkansas to small towns in one of the three adjacent states. When they arrive, they rent a motel room from which they fan out to the local saloons. The purpose? So Sally a gorgeous blonde haired blue eyed Barbie Doll type can pick up men to fuck for money—and that ain’t the strange part.

The Big Bamboo, Separate Vacations Book1

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Have Boyd and Walter been searching for dears instead of deer on their so-called hunting expeditions. With visits to places like Las Vegas, running up huge bills for 'special services' while they were supposedly hunting and fishing, Robin and Carly sure think so. Divorce? Maybe, no Probably, but first Robin and Carly take a Caribbean hunting trip of their own.

Fortune Cookie Magic - Vignette One
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If you were told that eating a fortune cookie could bring you lust, sex, love, and the man of your dreams, would you go for it? Find out what four professional women decide in this hilarious erotic romance. (25% special for a short time)

Sister Laurel & the Atheist

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Wildly attracted to each other, can a beautiful, shy sister and a devilishly handsome atheist fall in love and find happiness despite their differences?

It was love at first sight. That’s what the lovely, shy Sister in Waiting Laurel, and the devilishly, handsome Julian Peters both agree. But is their overpowering love and attraction enough to allow this unlikely couple to overcome the obvious societal obstacles plus the differences between their own core beliefs to make a life together?

Sister Laurel & the Atheist is a cute, humorous and oh, so, romantic story.

Ladies Sexing Ladies via Lap Dances

Recently I wrote a book in which lap dances played a prominent part. Not just girl on guy lap dances but girl on girl lap dances. Yes, I said girl on girl and it’s not only girl on homosexual girl but often girl on heterosexual girl lap dances.

Writing the, for lack of better wording, lap dance sex scenes, I realized they can be very sexual. These girl on girl lap dances didn’t just pop into my head out of thin air. I researched the subject. The preponderance of the subject came from two sources, an article called The Science of Lap Dances and Ladies Sexing Ladies, the later being a very long and comprehensive study.

For those not familiar with lap dancing, let me explain. Like pole dancing and striping, many ladies have perfected lap dances to an art-form. While pole dancing is generally graceful and gymnastic and strip teases are sexy, lap dances are easily the most erotic—and lucrative. A lap dance scene in the movie Showgirl comes to mind for those who would like to view one, however my lap dances were much sexier, if I do say so.

The mechanics of lap dancing: A lap dance can be simple or complex, clothed or unclothed, touching or no touching, depending on the girl and the club. In a topless club, that is the way a girl is likely to perform and in an all-nude club…I’ll let you figure it out.

The ladies make a good portion of their money from lap dances, including tips, so most lap dances include touching—mostly one way, the girl touching the male or sometimes female customer.

Obviously the girls themselves need to be moderately attractive and have good bodies. Those that don’t meet this threshold filter out of the business often with a damaged ego.

That’s the background for all lap dances. Here’s what I learned about girl on girl lap dances. Reading between the lines it seems that around a third of the dancers are willing to perform a lap dance with another woman. Obviously, many women customers are lesbian, but more than you think are straight and a few are bi-sexual. Straight lady customers can come from all sources, girls partying, girls night out, a boyfriend urging her or just plain curiosity. I wrote a blog a while back about bi-curiosity called Are You Bi-Curious? and another about older women called Over Forty and Over Men. Either of those could fall in this group.

An interesting item I found about girl on girl lap dances is that some dancers will allow more touching and go further with a woman than a man. Part of that is club policy and some, I believe, is the dancers find women to be less threatening.

I could go on and on but that’s the main points. If you’d like to read more, link onto the articles I mentioned.

How, about you readers? Have any of you had a lap dance? I read a story once where every so often a woman would go to a strip club, get a lap dance from a sexy naked or almost naked lady and go home so turned on, she made love to her husband for hours. Does that sound possible? Given the opportunity would any of you have a lap dance? How about giving a lap dance? Have any of you given a lap dance in a club or to your significant other? Tell me what you think. I’d really like to know

Are Ménage Romances Books Here to Stay?

I posted this article on another blog last month and it was very popular so here it is again?

Are Ménage Romances Books Here to Stay?

The latest hot genre in erotic romance is Menage a Trois. It is so hot, one e publisher has even created an entire line of ménage books called Menage Amour and releases two to three new ebooks a week. This line now numbers in excess of a hundred books.

Last November I wrote a blog entitled ‘Menage. Is this your fantasy?’ that generated a lot of interest. This is sort of an update on that blog. At the time I’d written the blog I’d dabbled in what I call a man’s ménage—two women and a man. Now ten months later, I’ve penned several women’s ménages and have more in progress.

Here is a short sample ménage excerpt from my upcoming Playtime with Sera. Though it doesn’t show the steamy parts, you get the idea.

I knew before we did a thing that I would love it. I tried not to show how pleased I was when I took their hands and walked hand and hand with them into the bedroom. We sat on the edge of our California king, Marc on my left and Jack on my right.

Starting with my blouse, Marc unbuttoned and took it off.

Next. Jack’s clever fingers unhooked my bra. “Here let me help you take this hot, cumbersome bra off.” Jack removed my bra and my breasts were bare. For a brief few seconds the air-conditioning hardened my nipples, before two warm mouths enveloped them and I melted. As I’d always suspected, lips on both nipples felt divine. Their sucking sent tickly currents of need racing through me, terminating in my core.

Marc’s hands pushed my lacy panties down to my knees. “Let’s get these panties off before they get all wet.” He dragged the panties down and over my sweat socks. He removed my socks and I was naked. A thrill ran through me as I realized. It’s going to happen. I’m going to have sex—with both of them!

Writing a woman’s ménage as a romance is a little bit of a challenge in that you don’t want the heroine to come off as a tramp. In the erotic stories, the woman can be normal, a slut or worse, but in the romances the woman should be as normal as possible.

I’ll tell you a secret. Since I started writing women’s ménages I don’t think about the other kind much. It seems more natural for a woman to receive the affections of multiple partners then men, and of course women are better equipped. Also let’s not forget if a woman has an orgasm, she can keep going, while men are usually out of action for awhile. LOL.

So, why is this relatively new sub genre so popular? I believe women readers love to fantasize about having two or more lovers. They live vicariously through their daring heroines, enjoying all the fruits that could possibly be enjoyed by multiple coupling. Lips, tongues, hands fingers and let’s not forget cocks.

I think women also like the idea of throwing convention out the window. From chastity belts to burkas the little box of sexuality women have confined to has been the work of men. Now that sexual freedom is upon us, some women are testing the limits.

As for the women that experience a ménage, I wouldn’t be surprised if there was an element of exhibitionist involved. You certainly wouldn’t invite two or more men in your bed and then turn the lights out.

I once talked with a woman who fantasized about being gang banged. I asked her how many and she didn’t know, just more then two. When I pressed it by asking ten, she thought and said, maybe.

How about you? How big is your kink—real and imaginary?

And what about woman’s ménages? Do you think they’re immoral or overdue. Do you dream of them? Would you invite multiple men into your bed?

And what about the books? Are you a fan of mfm romance novels? If so, do you think you could get tired of them? Will the demand for them continue to grow, go flat or dry up with time?

Think about it and comment if you like.

Look for my hot new book from eXcessica, The Big Bamboo, on November 16th. I call it a smogasboard of sex. There’s something for everyone including my first woman’s menage. Sorry no bdsm, but believe it or not, an episode of vf. Other menage titles of mine include Getting Naked at the Hilton, By the Book and Bananaz.

Iranian Justice? What a Joke!

On August 8, 2004, Atefeh Rajabi, a sixteen year old girl, was executed in the Iranian city of Neka. Officially, her crime was ‘acts incompatible with chastity.’ Unofficially, it was because she was a free spirit in a dogmatic theocracy, doing what she wanted and thumbing her nose at authority in the form of the stupid Iranian laws

An example had to be made and made it was as the teenager, Atefeh Rajabi dangled from the end of a crane in a square for forty-five minutes.

The late not so great Ayatollah Khomeini, was quoted as saying “There is no fun in Islam.” Obviously this is true, unless you happen to be one one the misanthropes who run the misbegotten hunk of desert called Iran.

The following is a reprint of an article I came across on the internet.

Siamack Baniameri
September 25, 2004
iranian.com

In the past twenty some years, I have seen them come and I’ve seen them go. Some live, some die, and some disappear. Some are executed, some are tortured, some are rotting in prisons, and some are rotting in hell or heaven — depends on who you talk to.

It doesn’t bother me none. They have chosen that path and they have bigger balls than you and I. They have been around for thousands of years and they’ll be around for thousands more: the rebels, revolutionaries, freedom fighters, activists, and whatnot.

But seeing her picture, hanging from a rope, broke my heart. I generally don’t give a shit, but this one, I couldn’t stomach. Dead, she looked more human than many of the living in this jungle of inhumanity.

Atefeh Rajabi was my kind of a girl: a hard-drinking, sex-loving, foul-mouthed, rebellious, defiant, seductive teenager who didn’t take shit from grownups and made no attempt to sugarcoat her demeanor the way Iranian women often do.

She was a type of a teenager who would look us straight in the eyes and tell us to go to hell. She didn’t put up with our rules and laws and traditions and social standards and religious beliefs or code of conduct. She didn’t buy any of our bullshit. She didn’t care anymore. She had enough of our crap.

Atefeh did what she liked and for that she stays on my cool-list. Atefeh’s defiance of all conceited Iranian social and cultural values is what makes her my number one girl.

Some of you are probably thinking that admiring a teenager who exhibited immoral and decadent behavior is inappropriate and sets a bad example. The only answer I have for you is what most likely Atefeh would’ve told you to fuck off. You created Atefeh and many like her. And you — that’s right, you — tie the rope around their necks every single day of their young lives.

Atefeh and many like her are byproducts of dysfunctional Iranian culture that push teenage girls underground in search of answers to some fundamental human questions and needs. A sick culture that is cherished by many of us because it feeds our egos and band-aids our defeats and deficiencies.

We have managed to deprive our teenage girls from every essence that makes them human. We have managed to take away their desires, curiosity, self-respect, wit, and the most basic instinct of every human: to seek happiness.

We get offended by Atefeh Rajabi and others like her because she challenges every fiber of our traditional pride and she questions everything that is sacred to us. Atefeh was poison to Iranian values and she needed to be silenced. And that’s exactly what we did.

While thousands of execution enthusiasts watched her little neck snap like a toothpick and her small body dangling from a rope for twenty minutes, not a single asshole said a damn thing to stop it. Boy, am I proud to be an Iranian.

I wish I knew her. Like her big brother, I can picture myself having a lively conversation with her over a shot of chilled vodka and maasto-khiaar. Would I have a drink with my teenage sister? Why the hell not!

I would’ve told her a dirty joke or two and I’m sure she would’ve matched with some of her own. I would have asked her if there was a guy in the ‘hood that she had her eyes on. I would’ve asked her who her favorite singer was or what kind of music she listened to. I would have thanked her for being who she was and kissed her small hands for no particular reason.

For many self-righteous Iranian folks who abandon Atefeh and many like her because she was a “whore” or “misfit,” take a good look at that small girl’s body hanging from a crane. This is your daughter.

MY SEXY MEETING WITH DIANA ROSS

I think I’ll write about the time I met Diana Ross. You know the lead singer of the Supremes and later solo, making dozens of record albums and some movies.

Let me start by saying that when I met Diana Ross around thirty years ago, she was a very sexy lady. Yes, I know she was skinny as a rail, but it was a very sexy rail.

Now, before I go any further, for those who don’t know, I’m a white heterosexual male and before I met Diana, I never gave much thought to her. Yes, I liked her music, some of which are classics and I thought she was attractive in a slinky sort or way, but until I met her, I had never thought of Diana Ross and sexy on the same page let alone the same sentence.

I met Diana one afternoon in Las Vegas in a home she was leasing, I happened to have built. It was a strange home, that I had been tasked with building to be a tour house the upcoming Home Builders Convention. The home was a Joint Venture between House Beautiful Magazine and the American Wood Council.

But enough about the house, this is about the siren Diana and me. She had called my office and requested the meeting. It seems she was considering buying the home and wanted to know if certain changes and additions were possible. Sounds innocent enough, doesn’t it?

When I arrived, she answered the door in a satin robe, sorry I forget the color. She was wearing her hair short then, but really it was always her intriguing face that brought out her sensuality. She suggested we go into the kitchen and I followed her. Now, admittedly, Diana is slender but her derriere is not. It showed loud and clear through the satin robe as she sauntered down the hall to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, we settled on opposite sides of the large center island, where she discussed and I wrote and sketched her thoughts about the possible renovation. We were finished in about ten minutes and after saying I would check on some things and get back with her, I thought she’d show me out. But she didn’t. Her intense gaze gave me the impression she was studying me. Was she sizing me up? Finally, she said, “I’ve been a poor host, would you like something to drink. Beer, wine, soda?”

I agreed to a beer. She pulled two cans of Miller Light out of the Sub Zero, walked over and handed one to me. She took a long swig out of hers, eyeing me as she did. But that wasn’t all. Out of the blue, she started talking about how she loved roling in the hay, having strenuous sex with a well built, well endowed men. She didn’t just say it once, but several times, rephrasing the same subject as she went.

Is she coming on to me? Nah, it couldn’t be. I wanted to jump out of my body and see what she was seeing. I knew I was fairly good looking, but I was neither well built nor well endowed. When I finished my beer and set the can down, she smiled seductively and threw both cans in the trash, then without asking retrieved two more beers. On her trip to the refrigerator the top of her robe had become rearranged and when she leaned forward I could see the protruding nipple of one of her breasts and she leaned forward a lot.

I’d like to say I was stiff as a board and hot to boot, but I was too nervous to act. I was a lamb to a lioness. For me to be able to perform, I have to be perfectly comfortable and many times with a new partner I am unsuccessful. If she wanted sex and I was reasonably sure she did, I was equally sure I would disappoint her and her probable disappointment backed me off.

When I didn’t respond in kind to her provocations, she cooled off. Soon we were back to a cordial business relationship. As she showed me to the door I said I would get back to her and she smiled and said, “Please do.”

That was the first and last time I saw the very sexy lady as I informed her the next day with a phone call the things she desired weren’t possible.

I think of that day from time to time. Is it a true story. Did I embellish it? I’m a writer, what do you think” Nevertheless I guarantee ninety percent is true.

I know it’ll never happen,but I’d just love to write Diana’s memoirs. Wouldn’t that be a kick.

Hmmm. That was fun. Maybe next time I’ll tell you about Cher

Now, while I have your attention, I want to tell you about my newest book release. It’s not romance and it’s not erotic, but it is exciting. It’s a full length mainstream action/thriller called On the Heels of Evil by D.E. Daum and ladies, it has an alpha male and two alpha females you’ll just fall in love with. It’s available at Excessica, ARE and Amazon among others. Check it out, I think you’ll be pleased.

As an added incentive, if you order On the Heels form Excessica, I will send your choice of my other eXcessica titles, Bananaz, Tattoos or Forbidden Passion.

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ARE WOMEN BECOMING MORE SEXUALLY ADVENTUROUS?

Promiscuity in women

Is the age of promiscuity in women upon us? Articles I’ve read recently indicate a shift in women’s values may be taking place allowing for more freedom of choice regarding sex, even more than men, researchers say.

A December article in Mail On Line, based on a More magazine study, for instance, compare real life for women to the popular sexy show, Sex and the City.

“Being bold and brazen in the bedroom won Carrie Bradshaw and her friends a legion of female fans.

But viewers who think the ‘anything goes’ sexual antics in Sex And The City is fiction should perhaps think again.

Life, it would appear, is more than a match for art.

Young women are becoming more promiscuous, with more sexual partners than men, researchers have found.”

Life imitating art?: The sexual antics of Sex And The City aren’t fiction after all

The article goes on to describe some other surprising statistics:

· “By the age of 21 they have had sex with an average of nine lovers - two more than their male partner.”

· “A quarter have slept with more than ten partners in the five years since losing their virginity - compared with a fifth of young men.” “

· “Young women are also twice as likely to be unfaithful, with 50 per cent admitting they have cheated on a partner - half at least twice.”

· “Yet if their man was caught being unfaithful, 99 per cent of the 2,000 women surveyed said they would show him the door.”

Now that’s a double standard!

Other interesting tidbits include:

· “The survey follows a U.S. study earlier this year that found teenage girls who watch a lot of TV shows with a high sexual content, such as Friends and Sex And The City, are twice as likely to become pregnant.”

· “And only 32 per cent believed love to be an important factor before having sex. Seven out of ten confessed to having had a one-night stand and a fifth had enjoyed more than five.”

· “Only 1 per cent said they would wait until marriage to have sex.”

· “One in four said they would marry for money whilst 39 per cent would sleep with their boss for a promotion. And 27 per cent would have an affair with a married man, while 14 per cent would sleep with their best friend’s partner.”

The study, sponsored by More magazine, also found women crave more sex, but still believe men enjoy it more than they do.

Lisa Smosarski, editor of More, suggested that there will be no turning back for today’s sexually confident young women. ‘Our results show that after decades of lying back and thinking of England, today’s twenty-something women are taking control of their sex lives and getting what they want in bed. And why not?

‘Women today have increasingly busy and stressful lives juggling study, jobs, friends, family, career and their relationships,’ she said.

‘Sex is a great and free way to relax, unwind and have fun in today’s fairly stressful society.’

The study was carried out to launch More’s safe sex campaign, which started that week, back in December.

It found that almost a fifth of the young women surveyed had contracted a sexually transmitted disease while 21 per cent had been persuaded by a man not to use a condom when they wanted to.

Miss Smosarski went on to say: ‘Whilst women aren’t embarrassed to take the lead in the bedroom, it seems they’re not so forthright when it comes to contraception.’

So readers, What do you think? Are women as a whole becoming more wanton and promiscuous? Even more promiscuous than men? Do you agree women are becoming more promiscuous? If so why do you think it’s happening. I’d like your take on this.

SEX IN A PUBLIC PLACE

SEX IN A PUBLIC PLACE

To some the idea of sex in public is anathema. To others it’s an intriguing fantasy or even practice. I’ll admit I sometimes have this fantasy. Have I ever acted this fantasy out? Somewhat, in a car parked in the desert, covered up in the back of a pick up truck in a drive-in movie theater, (remember them?) and finally, on a balcony in the middle of the night.

What do people find so fascinating about having sex in public? It has to be the the chance of being discovered—of being watched. Yes, I believe It’s a form of exhibitionism.

As I started writing this article, I started thinking about all the instances of sex in public I have used in my books. By the Book is rift with them—in a theater, the ocean, the bathroom of a bar (where two barflies catch and watch them), in a night club (where they are caught on closed circuit TV and everyone claps for them as they leave red-faced). In addition, examples of sex in public places heat up the pages of Love and Seduction in Las Vegas, Fortune Cookies, Legs, Getting Naked at the Hilton and Forbidden Passion. Forms of sex in public places can also be found in my soon to be released works, The Big Bamboo, Groovin’ ’n Waikiki and April Showers.

I write about it all the time because the fact is, people do it all the time. At work, in restrooms, in parks, in lomos, cabs and on subways (remember Risky Business). Some do it fully dressed, while others take some or all of their clothes off. Some do it in a tent while camping, where they are safe from sight, but everyone can hear them, or the go off in the wilds. Some do it on a beach, or in the water. Then there’s the ultimate sex in public—orgies, where everyone feeds off the sex of others. And in each and every case the participants find it exciting. Why? I don’t know. You tell me. Perhaps it’s their way of saying to the world, “Hey look at me, I’m ALIVE!

Have you ever done it? If not, do you think about it, maybe even on a stage with an audience? (I have) Would you do it? Would it be safe or reckless?

A.J. Lewellyn Interviews Dee Dawning

Author Interview by A.J. Llewellyn

1. Hi Dee, and welcome to the Divas’ dark den. How nice to have another man around the place! Firstly, I hope I am not telling tales out of school but you recently told me you are reworking your Eppie finalist novel Fortune Cookies. Care to share the reason why?
Hi, A.J. Nice shirt. Thanks for having me.

It looks like you want me to spill the cookies. Fortune Cookies, that is. LOL Actually, I’m just going through it and making sure the tees’ are crossed and the i’s are dotted. There were a few editing things that bothered me and while I’m at it, I’m tweaking it a little. Remember it was good enough to be a finalist, but it didn’t win and that can be disappointing, as you know.

2. Tell me about the Gizmo series…it looks like it’s very naughty, Dee…am I wrong or just a little bit psychic?
Oh, yeah. It’s naughty, but not as naughty as Bananaz. But you know A.J. When I get in those really naughty writing moods, I temper it with humor. Some say sexy and humor don’t mix, but I’ve never heard any complaints.

BTW, If you like, I’d be happy to give you the first two installments of Gizmo. I wouldn’t mind the A.J. seal of approval. Assuming you think it’s worthy.

3. I have read many of your blogs and they are to say the least provocative. Do you like to stir the pools of controversy my friend?
(Chuckle) I do get a lot of comments don’t I? We are in a provocative industry, so I write about some of the things we write about. Some of it is research. I was having a problem believing women enjoy anal penetration, so I blogged about it and found out many of them do.

I think the last blog I wrote was about fisting on the eXcessica blog. Again the comments were revealing. Anyway. What’s so controversial about male whore houses and sexual tourists? I’m not making things up.

Everything’s been tried and probably for thousands of years. Just not by us.
My next blog, you may be interested to know will be about the new fad, for lack of a better word, of discouraged middle aged heretofore hetero women entering into lesbian relationships.

4. You say your age is fifty-fifteen. This sounds like a tennis match. Who is winning? You or gravity?
Damn, A.J. Did you have to bring up my age? Is nothing sacred. Just kidding Pal. As for who’s winning, I think I am. Despite my slightly advanced age. I appear to be much younger.

5. Please describe your life in Cave Creek for me…you seem to love the desert – years in Vegas, Baby and now Arizona. To quote you, you haven’t melted yet. But what is it about the desert you find appealing?
Hell, I’ve lived in the desert for almost fifty years. Arizona’s a gas though. It’s such an interesting state and really I’ve just begun to explore the innate beauty here. Even the desert here and around Cave Creek is beautiful compared to the desolate desert around Vegas. And for inspiring beauty, I’ll put the Grand Canyon and Sedona against anything.

Then again. I’ve never been to Hawaii. Have you?

6. Um -yes, often! Can you tell me about your writing routine? Do you write every day?
Oh yeah. I joke about being a two fingered pecker. I don’t type. I’m a slow reader, but I get ideas, so I write despite the handicaps I face. I’ve always been an idea man and it shows in my writing.

On the average day I rise between 2 and 3 a.m. This morning it was 2:17. I make coffee, check emails etc. and then start writing. I write until eight when I go to work. If work is slow as it tends to be these days, I write some through the day. Weekends I write even more, unless we have something planned.
Sleep? Yeah, I get some. I go to bed at eightish. I usually subsist on six hours sleep.

7. I know you juggle writing with being a home designer/builder. Have you felt the pinch with the economic downturn or are people still building?
Oh, it’s flat killed my industry. There’s talk about setting up good banks and bad banks. I think they should make it good banks and ‘dumber than dirt’ banks. But you don’t even want to get me started on this. I’m carrying around a lot of anger. Writing is actually my therapy for this.

8. What’s the craziest request you ever had from a client?
Client? Seems like it’s been forever since I’ve had a client. Ya hear that readers? Help the economy by buying my books.

9. You’ve said in more than one interview that you are a man who likes women…as a male romance author would you ever write M/M or ménages where the guys go at each other as well as the lucky lady?
Hmmm. Would you really want me competing against you? Nah! I wouldn’t be much competition. I could give it a go, but I seriously doubt I could do a credible job. How about you? Do you think you could write m/f, f/f or f/m/f effectively. I try to write what I know or at least can imagine, which is what women writers of m/m etc. do.

BTW, during an interesting scene in Gizmo, using the gizmo our heroine experiences the same feelings and sensations the man in a porno movie experiences.

10. Okay, an off the wall question: what is your greatest extravagance?
I suppose, the fact that I have two classic RX7’s qualifies. Also, for many years, I’ve lived in upscale homes I’ve built is an extravagance, though I always thought of it as showing my abilities.

11. Oh, just for the heck of it, I’m curious to know, which living person do you most admire?
That would be President Barack Hussein Obama. I could go on and on about him but suffice it to say, I expect to see his likeness on Mt Rushmore some day.
I wonder if he’s read any of my books? I’ll bet Michelle would like to.

12. And which living person do you most despise?
Since our previous president was just a pawn, I’d have to I despise his default boss, Vice President Darth Cheney is someone I wouldn’t mind seeing shot with a shotgun.
On behalf of Dark Diva Reviews, I’d like to than Dee Dawning for stopping by today. To learn more about this talented author’s work, please check out his kinks…er, I mean links:
www.deedawning.com
www.myspace.com/deedawning
Blog: http://deedawning.wordpress.com/

I LOVE REVIEWS LIKE THIS!

Every so often I get a review that makes glad I'm an author. Here is such a review.

Love And Seduction In Las Vegas

Dee Dawning

Contemporary, Multiple Partner, Erotic,Romance

Siren-Book Strand

Sensuality Rating:  E-rotic

ISBN# 1-60601-119-7

104 pages

$ 3.99

EBook - Available   

Rating: 5 Enchantments

Bobbie, Gary, and Vinnie could all be considered heroes

in this twisted tale. All of them certainly play major roles

in Loretta’s life.

Loretta is a beautiful woman who puts a new meaning to

the phrase, ridden hard and put away wet.

This is an intriguing winding tale of one woman, her

challenged life, and the men who affected it in such a

stupendous way.

You know it’s kind of funny with your books Dee, they appear so light hearted on the outside,

but inside they hit some really significant issues. This book was extremely complex, but you

pulled off a lovely story through a myriad of complexity. I was impressed! In some ways this

story was all sex, yet in other ways it was complete desolation. I totally enjoyed the happy ever

after, which is one of those things that make me tick, but the twists and turns it took to get there

were phenomenal. Very creative and very intriguing, I completely enjoyed it.

Desiree de Cleves

ENCHANTING REVIEWS

July 2008

Love and Seduction in Las Vegas

Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Microsoft Reader, HTML, Mobipocket

Price: $3.99

Add to my wishlist

For those of you who haven't had the pleasure of reading, Love and Seduction in Las Vegas, is a very good

book with an unusual plot, It's also available at a very reasonable price



Comments from previous reviews:



"I am always amazed every time I read a book by Dee Dawning. Just when you think the next one can�t get 

any better, he pens a read that out tops the last. Love and Seduction in Las Vegas is more than just frolicking 

between the sheets. It is a story of understanding, love, and learning to accept the other, no matter what their past.

This read really leaves an impression."



Reviewed by:  Linda L.





"LOVE AND SEDUCTION IN LAS VEGAS proved to be a surprisingly complex

story with a fairly tight plot and some decent character development

wrapped around a highly erotic story line. Probably not for the sensitive-the

plot deals with certain taboo issues-nonetheless readers will find the novel "

steamy, scintillating, and quite realistic. 



Reviewed by Frost

Erotic Authors - What Makes them Tick? Revisited #1

Hi, I’m back with a new group of Erotic Authors and fresh new interviews. You may remember a year ago when I interviewed several authors of eXtasy Books. Well this time I’m interviewing the fabulous authors of Midnight Seductions. Shall we begin?

Erotic Authors - What Makes Them Tick?

Dear reader,

As a consumer of erotica, have you ever wondered how the writers of those titillating stories, which make us wet or hard, come up with their wild scenarios. Are they writing from experience? Do they have fantasies? Have they indulged themselves or are they all talk and no show? (like me.)

I’m Dee Dawning and I’m going to put these kinds of questions to some of the top Erotic Authors in the business.

I don’t care what they eat. I want to know who they would like to eat or ate! What motivates them? What gets them going?

Shall we find out?

This week’s person of interest is highly acclaimed author Tess MacKall.

Welcome Tess, seeing how we are trying to get a feel for the sensuous writer, my questions may be a little pointed, so if you have a problem with a question, just go to the next one.

First question:

How did you start writing erotica?

Well I had done a lot of different things in my life. Worked for a newspaper, as a speech writer, marketing. Even ran a construction company for years. Then one day I came to a cross roads in my life in which I decided it was time to live out a dream. That dream was to write. So I sat down at my computer and did a little research and discovered erotic romance and was instantly intrigued by the market’s trend in that direction. And I was right. All of a sudden the major NYC publishers were adding erotic lines.

How long have you been writing erotica and would you prefer to write anything else?

I’ve been writing strictly erotica and erotic romance for two years. But I have no preference in what I write, it simply decides for me. I do however want to write in the more “mainstream” realm of publishing. I can honestly say though, that a great many of my wip’s have a very “mainstream” plot line. I love including today’s headlines in my work somehow.

Do you feel you offer anything special to your readers?

I’ve been told my author voice is a bit different. And I see that in my erotica mostly. I like twists and turns. Love to surprise the reader. In my erotic romance selections I’m rather mainstream in so far as erotic romance is concerned that is, lol but again, I love plot lines, so my readers can always count on an element that is a bit different—another twist if you will.

What are your writing goals?

To write the best damn books I can write! To keep honing my skills. Those of course are general goals. As far as future goals? Well I’m like everyone else—headed for the NYTimes Bestseller list! lol

Do you have a favorite erotica or erotic romance author or authors?

Oh God. There are so many. They are all fantastic in our neck of the woods. Especially, Dee Dawning! You know that. And I have so many friends who write erotica/erotic romance I just can’t start naming. I’m afraid I’d leave someone out! lol How about I give you a few of those authors who are NY Times Best Sellers whom I love to read? Grisham, Iiles, Cromwell, Clancy, Brown, Kellerman, Baldacci, etc. I love thrillers to tell you the truth. That may be why I have plot lines that twist and turn in my own work. I admire authors who can weave those elements.

Writing erotica and erotic romance, you are assumed to be a sexual person. Do you have any sexual hang-ups?

Well I wouldn’t call them hang ups, but there are certain things I would not do. I’m not into BDSM at all. I love my lovin’ with a spoonful of sugar, honey. Otherwise, to me it’s just not lovin’. lol But in so far as being a sexual person is concerned, we all our creatures of sex and therefore have the potential to tap into that part of ourselves. Those who don’t are bound by external forces—environmental. As in the way they were raised or maybe even religious restrictions. In so far as what goes on in the bedroom between two consenting adults is concerned, everyone should keep in mind sex is what got you here! And quite frankly, If we weren’t meant to enjoy that moment of orgasmic bliss, then why else did God give it to us? That orgasm is what encourages us to procreate. It only seems natural to experiment and find new and exciting ways to do it.

As an erotic writer and a sexual person, do you have any sexual fantasies?

I’m quite fond of the forced seduction fantasy. I’ve blogged about that on my Sensual Secrets blog. http://sensualnsecret.blogspot.com/2008/05/make-me-love-you.html
It’s probably the number one fantasy of all women. Not to be confused, of course, with an actual rape. There is a big difference as you will see in my blog post. There are two different blog posts actually. The link I’ve given you involves forced seduction and through that post you’ll find the one in which I talk about women who need our help and understanding. But personally I love the idea of being overwhelmed by a man. And the fact that he is a stranger adds an element of danger and intrigue. There again, danger and intrigue are things I write about.

Have you acted out your fantasy? If you haven’t would you consider living out your fantasy?

I haven’t acted out the forced seduction fantasy. As we explored on my Sensual Secrets blog, acting out a fantasy involves not only the cooperation of your partner, but a good deal of trust. Not everyone is willing to reveal their fantasies at the drop of a hat. Some fantasies come easier than others. Light bondage, for instance, being tied up with silk scarves seems more and more to be the norm rather than something taboo. Presently, I am exploring some things with a wonderful man whom I’ve known for quite some time now and looking forward to sharing some of my fantasies with him. He knows about my forced seduction fantasy and as a matter of fact wrote the fantasy for me that I posted on my blog. We haven’t had the opportunity to put it in action, just yet. Give us time. lol

From where do you get your main characters?

Main characters pop into my head and then evolve over the course of my story. I do tend to favor characters from the south. I write what I know in that respect. And trust me, there are a wealth of characters in my arsenal. For the most part though, a story line is my first goal when writing a story. Characters are secondary. For me, characters are easy. They fit the story. I have to be careful in my writing though. In erotica, stories are more character driven—of course more sex, lol but the focus is on the character and sex.

As you can see in my Gabriel’s Ride Series from Freya’s Bower, the setting is not important, or really the origin of the characters—just the here and now, the characters and sex. In my mainstream erotic romance work, the plot comes more into play and I work very hard to keep a balance between characters, plot, and sex, adding the flavor of backdrop. I’ve had manuscripts rejected by publishers because they don’t think I have enough sex. I’m always told my sex is really hot, but I don’t write enough of it. Their loss. lol I’m afraid I don’t exactly fit into a cookie cutter mold at times. And quite frankly don’t believe a reader wants to open up a book and BAM, there is sex staring right back at them. Unless of course they are reading erotica—even then, sex should fit where it is called for—not just for the sake of sales. Unfortunately, I see a lot of sex just for the sake of sales. But there is plenty of the hot stuff in my erotica. I do see the need for it there, of course. Just not so much in the more romantic stuff I write. Open door sex with all the bells and whistles, yes, but I swear, I can’t just start from page one with fucking.

What is your preferred style, when writing erotica, ie. m/f, f/f, m/m, mfm, bdsm, etc?

I prefer m/f. It’s what I know. I do so admire those female authors who are now writing m/m. I am, at present, however, working on a f/f scene for one of my manuscripts. I try different things from time to time. Pushing the envelope, so to speak.

What do you personally look for in a sexual partner?

Oh God. I don’t look at men in so far as potential sexual partners, but companions and possible soul mates. For me, sex without emotion is not what it’s cracked up to be. That’s why I write romance, Dee. lol But what I look for in a man is a great sense of humor, intelligence, warmth, compassion. Someone I can grow to trust and share with. Physically? Silver hair, blue eyes, husky build. Great smile. I know him already. lol (mentioned above)

Have you ever crossed any sexual taboos, ie. sex in a public place?

Do you have the password to my comp? Been peaking into my memoir file? lol Well yes, I have. I’m a bit of an exhibitionist. In my college days, of course. No, I was never on
“Girls Gone Wild”. lol hmmm…which brings me back to your sexual fantasies question.
That’s another thing I’ve talked about with Mark (that’s his name). A bit of exhibitionism thrown into the mix. So that is being discussed along with the forced seduction fantasy. But there again, trust and timing too. We’re not quite there yet and really have not had the opportunity.

If so, did you regret it? Or maybe found it exhilarating?

I don’t have too many regrets in my life. The only regrets I have involve a loss of temper and words coming out of my mouth that were unintended. Hurting someone I truly love is not something I live with well. Hasn’t happened often, but as with all people it does. Sex is not something I regret. Sex with certain men? Hell yeah. There are several I’d throw back in a heartbeat. Not worth the effort at all. 20/20 hindsight of course.

Which celebrities or other well known individuals, if any, do you drool over?

I honestly don’t drool over celebrities. I love my men real. As real as they come. I even like men with tummies. I think a man with a tummy shows passion. lol Yeah, well I’m southern and we southern gals like to feed our men. And if he likes to eat, well it just stands to reason he likes to eat.

Do you sometimes get turned on by your own erotic writing?

At first I did. Drove me insane. lol But after a while it gets kind of mechanical. At least for me, others might say different.

If so, do you do anything about it?

Kiss my ass, Dee. lol Ok, ok. Sure. Self gratification and grabbing that available tool for my need. lol Up the charts with a Bullet! LMAO Which reminds me of something. Couples who read erotic romance together get it! They know how much of a turn on it can be and use all our steamy stories as a part of their bedroom repertoire.

Have you ever participated in any of the wild scenarios of which you have written?

My scenarios aren’t wild as in I don’t write orgies or multiple partners usually. My scenes are hot and put you in that moment. So I don’t subscribe to the theory that I must write about something “taboo” or not necessarily considered the “norm”. Abandonment of all inhibitions so my characters are IN THAT MOMENT is what I write. Handcuffs, spanking, light bondage. Sex outdoors, exhibitionism that is within the realm of possibility. I think about what flies and what doesn’t actually. So far… lol So yes, I’ve participated in most of the m/f sex scenes I depict in my writing.

In your estimation, what is the sexiest book/story you have written? Do you have a sexy passage that you would share with us?

The sexiest book I have written is not ready to be showcased yet. It will be a year or more before I will submit it anywhere. It’s a novel with a lot in it. But I can share a little something with you from one of my favorite wip’s. Just a snippet though. This one is entitled Gypsy’s Choice.

“How’s my pretty Gypsy tonight? Needing a little of Jake’s TLC?” He shrugged out of his black leather bombers jacket and tossed it on the sofa.

Gypsy stared at the solid wall of muscle standing in front of her, the eager expression on his face almost comical. The man spent four hours a day at the gym and it showed. And he’d spend all night eating her out if that’s what she asked. Not tonight. Tonight she only wanted a quickie– something to calm her nerves.

“I’m tense. Move your ass.” The thing about Jake was that he liked taking orders from a woman. Liked being a lap dog.

“How does my pretty Gypsy want it? We going to the bedroom or right here?”
For a moment she considered the suite behind her office. After all that was one of the reasons it was there. Sex when she needed it, sleep as her body demanded… and other things. She shook her head. If they made it to the bed he’d expect to fuck her and she’d be hard pressed to turn him down. Gypsy had grown very fond of Jake. A sucker thought– and she tried to keep those down to slim and none.

“No. Here’s fine and open the door. I want to listen to the band.” She stood and hitched the tight mocha-colored skirt above her hips, displaying her black garter belt and hairless pussy. Fuck panties, they were a waste of time. The vicious vibrations of the hard driving rock from the band below settled on her hot center, teasing the slick, wet slit with its rhythm. Jake gripped her small waist and hoisted her up on the desk.

“Wanna slow ride tonight, baby.”

“No. Just give it to me hard and fast. You know the way I like it, Big Guy.”
She laid back on the surface of the desk, letting her head dangle from the edge. Jake spread her legs wide and as a good lap dog, went right to work. His tongue lashed with hard, wild strokes and sent her straight to the realm of her need. He lifted her ass with his big bear hands, angling for better access. Gypsy relaxed in his grip and allowed him to do all the work, exactly why he made the big bucks.

The pad of his tongue flattened against her clit, rubbing it up and down, sending tight arcs of heat through her body. She splayed her hands over her breasts and lightly circled the tips of her rigid nipples through the silk of her blouse. The strains of the bass guitar filtered through the room and poured over her body like a windless summer night. Hot and wet. Down and dirty. Hard and sexy.

“Enough of the tongue. Suck me!”

His mouth scooped in her clit, giving it the friction she craved. The wet suction of his mouth torched her sex and set her on fire. Her hands balled into fists and beat the smooth lacquered surface of the desk. Pumping her sodden folds into his face, she released one long, violent spasm, ridding herself of all the tension. She floated down, allowing herself to feel the burn and savor its intensity, welcoming the residual tremors created by the dogged persistence of his lips.

“All right Big Guy. That’s enough.” (Was that enough for you, Dee?)

That was super, Tess.

What is your most current release? Please post a short blurb or tell us about it.

My most current release, due to publisher closings etc, –don’t get me started on all that! lol
is Book I of my Gabriel’s Ride Series. In the first volume I have two stories. A prequel and then Book I. I just found out that the next installment will be a stand-alone release. So looks like Gabriel is going to have a total of five more stories until I put him to bed. Gabriel is an unforgettable character. A man who comes out of the blue and changes a woman. For good or bad? Well that’s up to the reader. Here is the blurb for Gabriel’s Gun.

Someone has taken a shot at movie idol, Jillian Traynor, and she’s pissed as hell to find herself in hiding before a major premiere. But one look at Gabriel sets her body aflame, and the term bodyguard takes on new meaning. http://freyasbower.com

Lastly, just for fun. What are some of your favorite words or descriptions (even off color) for various male and female private parts or what can be done to them?

Hells Bells, Dee. Let’s see. I like to talk dirty in bed, so I use the word “cock” a lot. Men love that. lol And for female body parts I usually refer to that as “my stuff”. I can’t really see myself calling “my stuff” “pussy or cunt”. Now some women find the word “cunt” demeaning. But I think it’s all about how the person saying it means it. So if a man says that word to me in bed, I’m all ears. I’m a little devil in the bedroom. lol

Thank you Tess for being this week’s guinea… ah er, guest and sharing with your fans. I hope you have found our questions… umm, stimulating. Remember Tess MacKall and do check out the Gabriel series at Freya’s Bower.

Thanks so much for the opportunity, Dee. I did find your questions stimulating. Certainly not your average interview! And thanks to everyone who reads as well. Big Hug!