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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Flashers #3

So this is Week 3 of the Flashers Meme hosted by Nanny at Naughty Mommy Reviews and Junk and myself!
This week Nanny choose a pin up, because she love pin-ups (I do too), from David Perry at http://davidperrystudio.com all copy right belongs to him.

The Rules...Monday's we'll post a picture. If your muse gets inspired write a story fueled by the picture, post it to your blog by Friday (linky closes Friday night at 12pm EST), then link up here or on Naughty Mommy so others out there can enjoy your hard work! We're shooting for a max word count of 500. However, there are no penalties for going over or under. Your post can be naughty, nice, erotic, or mainstream what ever floats your boat. We'll even take poetry. Just go with the flow and write.

Ok, one more request We'd love some feedback on this. Do you like it? Maybe some picture suggestions. Any ideas? Should we make the entry time longer? Shorter? What would you like to see in the meme?


So take the button and link-up your flasher! The linky is open until Friday 12/03

Monday, November 29, 2010

Santa Baby Contest Entry #2

The Solstice has always been my favorite holiday. I love the fact that when all my friends are lamenting the early sunsets, I am celebrating the return of the sun.

My Solstice celebrations are simple. Snow and ice drive us inside at this time of year but we still keep vigil all night to welcome back the sun in the morning. I light candles all around the house. Every room has a distinct scent. The living room smells like vanilla while the dining room is covered in the smell of baked apples. Upstairs the bedrooms feature pine and cinnamon.

My lover's mouth tastes like chocolate. I settle against her on the couch. I hear other couples moving about, finding the rooms and the scents that inspire them. I love this combination of the smell of vanilla and the taste of chocolate. My hands find her breasts. I push her back against the pillows. She opens herself to me easily. Willingly. My fingers slide beneath her dress. She is naked underneath. I pleasure her with my fingers while my lips kiss her lips and neck and ears. I sense a presence in the doorway. They watch us. I know my lover excites them as she arches her back and moans. She loves to be watched. It brings her orgasm quickly. I stop her from pleasuring me right now. I want to wait. I want the excitement to build. I want to check in with my guests.
A couple in the dining room is feeding each other bites of chocolate dusted with chile powder. Upstairs the scent of cinnamon drifts out of an open bedroom door. A man watches as a couple fucks on the bed. He strokes himself slowly and smiles at me. I know that he is waiting for his turn for pleasure and enjoying the sight of that beautiful woman and man. I leave them.

In the other bedroom the pine candles backlight a couple. They are kissing so passionately that they don't notice that I was there. Their bodies intertwine so I'm not sure where one ends and one begins.

I make my way back downstairs to my lover. She feeds me a bite of chocolate. She licks a drop off the corner of my mouth. Then she turns her attention to the rest of me. I settle back against the couch with a sigh of pleasure. Tomorrow we will welcome back the sun but tonight we celebrate the darkness.


Santa Baby Contest Entry #1

Thanksgiving Bliss

It was the day after Thanksgiving. Jenna and her roommate, Amanda, were sitting in their apartment waiting on Jenna's boyfriend and his friend to get there. "Rick said Steve is great!" Jenna was telling Amanda. "I think ya'll will really hit it off."

Amanda was excited. She hadn't dated anyone in a few months. There was a knock at the door. Jenna stood and walked out of the room. Rick was in the hall by himself. "Where's Steve?" she asked. "He couldn't make it." Rick started. "His flight got delayed." Jenna knew how upset Amanda was going to be. Amanda had told her that she hadn't had any in 4 months. "I knew we should have waited a week or so."

She wispered in Ricks ear, and he smiled. "You sure?" He asked. "Yup!!" Jenna replied and kissed him. They walked back into the living room. When Amanda looked up and saw them, just the two of them, her heart sank. "He's not here, is he?" Jenna and Rick shook their heads. "Well, I'm not going to crash your night. I'm going to bed. Amanda walked out and they heard her door shut.

Jenna gave Rick a little push. "Go!!" Rick knocked on Amanda's door. "Come in." Rick walked in. She was sitting on her bed. The jeans that she had on just a minute ago were laying on the floor in front of him. "I thought you were Jenna!" She exclaimed as she pulled her blanket up her long tan legs. "Sorry Steve couldn't come." Rick said as he walked over to the bed. He sat at the end. "He's flight back from visiting his family was delayed." "No big deal." Amanda waved her hand in the air. "Whatever." Rick put his hand on her leg. "I'm sure he wanted to." He slid his hand up. "I mean what guy wouldn't want to?" He leaned forward and slipped his hand behind her head. "You're so hot." He whispered as he pulled her to his lips.

Amanda's hand flew to his chest. She pushed him away as the door flung open. Jenna stood in the doorway. "What the FUCK!" Jenna growled. Amanda jumped from the bed. "Jenna! I just.... Rick just...." She stamppered. "NO!" Jenna interupted."Here you are, in your tank top and panties." She walked to Rick. "Here he is, dick hard." She took a step towards Amanda. "Looks like..." She paused, reached forward and grabbed Amanda's hand. "THIS was next!" In one swift movement, Jenna dropped Amandas' hand, grabbed her panties, pulled them down and dropped to her knees.

Before Amanda knew what was happening, Jenna's mouth was on her pussy and Rick was kissing her neck. Jenna's tounge was expertly licking her clit while she was slipping a finger gently inside her. Rick slid his hand down her back and lifted her tank top. He lifted it over her head and unhooked her bra. She slipped it off her arms as he leaned forward and took her nipple in his mouth. He bit it gently causing her to moan. Her hand had found his dick and she was rubbing it through his pants. Jenna stood and pushed Amanda down on the bed.

As Amanda lay there, Jenna pulled off her tank top and shorts. Rick took off her bra while rubbing her pussy through her panties. Jenna turned to Rick and unbuttoned his pants. As they slid down she pushed his boxers with them, revealing his dick to Amanda. Jenna pushed him back on the bed beside Amanda. "Come here." She said. Amanda sat up. "He likes it like this." Jenna knelt on the bed and licked the tip on Rick's dick. She looked into Amanda's eyes. "Now you." She put her hand beside Amanda's head and guided it down. Amanda gently licked Rick's dick and then gently wrapped her lips around the head.

With Jenna guiding her, she started bobbing her head up and down. She didn't notice that Jenna had let go of her head until she heard her moaning. Glancing up, she saw Jenna squated over Rick's face with his tounge in her ass. Jenna's fingers were rubbing her clit.

Amanda kissed her way up Rick's torso and slid her tounge in Jenna's pussy. She had never been with a girl before, so she started licking the way that she liked to be licked.

Rick moved out from under Jenna and positioned himself behind Amanda. She spread her legs so that he had a perfect view of her pussy and ass. Her pussy gleamed, it was so wet. He slid a finger inside her and rubbed her clit with his other hand. Jenna had laid down on her back so that she had a clear view of Amanda licking her pussy. The look on her face was pure extacy.

Rick slid his dick down Amanda's soaked slit. Her pussy was pulsing. He pushed against her and slid inside. She tightened around him. He wrapped his hand around her hair so that he was pushing her face into Jenna's pussy. He licked the thumb of his other hand and pressed it to her ass. "Jenna likes this." He whispered. "Do you?" Amanda moaned and pushed her ass towards him. His thumb slid in. He could feel his balls tighten. He knew he was going to come soon. He slid his dick out of Amanda's pussy and his thumb out of her ass. He pushed his dick against Amanda's ass.

Jenna saw the look on Rick's face. She had seen it before. The first time that she had anal sex with him. She pushed Amanda's face away, grabbed her and flipped her to her back. She put a knee on each side of Amanda's head and lowered her pussy to her mouth. Leaning forard, she kissed Rick and took ahold of Amanda's legs, pulling the up.

Amanda had her tounge burried in Jenna's pussy. Her upper lip curled so that she was sucking her clit. Suddenly, Jenna shifted forward so that her ass was at Amanda's mouth. Amanda reached up and started rubbing Jenna's clit. She licked Jenna's ass gently and felt Rick's dick against her ass again.

Rick's hands had replaced Jenna's on her legs. Jenna was rubbing her clit and Rick pushed into her ass. Her pussy was tensing and releasing. She knew that she was going to come. She threw her head back and replaced her tounge with her thumb. She wiggled her thumb in Jenna's ass as she came. Rick was thrusting hard in her ass. Jenna was rubbing her clit. She exploded, squirting her juices all over Rick's stomach which Jenna swiftly licked off. She turned and straddled Amanda, their pussies touching.

She leaned forward and kissed her. "See how good you taste?" She purred. Amanda felt Rick pull out of her ass and heard Jenna moan. She reached down to rub Jenna's clit and found her pussy empty. Amanda rubbed Jenna's g-spot until she felt her juices being squirted all over her. Rick groaned loudly as her came on Jenna's back. He rubbed his cream on his hand and the girls sucked it off.

"Wow!" Amanda exclaimed. "What a way to really kick off this holiday season!"


Santa Baby Contest!

"Think of all the fun I've missed, think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed..."

Ok, so maybe I haven't been such a good girl! That's ok, cause it's time for another naughty writing contest! Because I'm full of the holiday spirit the rules are very loosely interpreted this time! Your entry simply has to be naughty, and holiday related. You can write a short story, or a poem and the level of naughtiness is up to you. You can use any of the holidays celebrated this season, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, New Year's, whatever you want!

The ever changing rules! Life is an experiment and I'll keep trying until we get the right recipe here!

All entries will be anonymous! E-mail your entries to scandalinthechoirloft[at]gmail[dot]com. I will post them on my site anonymously so all voting will be totally blind and unbiased. I will post them as I get them so that people can enjoy them as they come in. There are incentives for getting your stories in early! So keep reading!

The 'rules' rules are the same as before:

1) NO rape fantasies.
2) NO humiliation. D/S is totally cool as long as both parties are willing participants. There will be no beating victims into submission.
3) NO "Golden Showers" or anything like that. I haven't seen it yet, but everyone else has it as a rule so I figure better safe than sorry.

All stories need to be in no later than 11:59 PM EST on December 23rd. I will put up the voting poll and a button for everyone sometime shortly after that. The voting period will run through the New Year and the winners will be announced on January 2nd.

That's right, I said winners, as in more than one! 

There will of course be the actual winner of the contest. The story that receives the most votes will win a  Seduction Holiday Edition by Evolved and a few other goodies to keep you in the Holiday spirit :)

Then there's my bribe giveaway! The Holiday Santa Duckie provided by edenfantasys.com.

You don't have to write a story to enter, but obviously it will get you many more entries. I want people to enter and enter early. I also want everyone to tell their friends about the contest, so here's how this is going to work.

Mandatory Entry: What's the number one item on your Christmas wish list this year? Include your e-mail!
Follow me with Google Friend Connect for one entry

Follow me on twitter (@DScandal) for one entry

Follow edenfantasys on twitter (@edenfantasys) for one entry

Tweet about this contest with @DScandal and a link back to this post for one entry (can be done daily)

Blog about the contest for three entries

Enter the Writing Contest! The earlier you submit your entry the more drawing entries you will receive. The contest will be open for 25 days and the number of entries you receive will be based on when you submit! If you submit your story the first day of the contest, you will get 25 entries, the second day 24, so on and so on and the last day you'll only receive one entry. You get the idea. 

I will obviously know when you submit your story so I will keep up with the number of entries for those, but you will need to comment on this post with links (where applicable) for all other entries.

If you blog for three entries, leave three comments... you get it right?

There are lots of chances to win here! So start writing and get me those entries!!

If I recieve ten or more entries there may also be a second place prize!!! So stay tuned!

Sunday, November 28, 2010

I'm gushing over here :)

Sex toys - EdenFantasys adult toys storeI've mentioned before that I'm a member of the Edenfantasys Ambassador Program. This program gives free product to bloggers who will link to them. Edenfantasys is really a great company though! Since I've hooked up with them I've found so many awesome ways to work with them! Yes, I get great sex toys just for blogging about them and linking to them in a post, but they've also sponsored prizes for my writing contests! This month I got a Rub My Duckie Santa Holiday Ball. Of course that means that tomorrow... You get a chance to get one too! Plus, I've had the opportunity to review some really great toys! They provided the Getaway Pure that I reviewed a few weeks ago.

Eden Cafe is the Edenfantasys' blog, and if you haven't checked it out you definitely need to! The blog features all different kinds of bloggers from the Eden community and when you submit articles they pay in gift cards! I just cashed mine in this past week for LELO Sutra Chainlink Cuffs and the LELO Intima Silk Blindfold! How awesome is that? I've used those gift cards to get extras for my contests as well. The blog hosts weekly giveaways for awesome product.

The main website also hosts forums and an onsite review program for non-bloggers who want to try their hand at writing reviews. The information found on this site is so much more complete than anywhere else I've found. The specs and details tell you everything you could want to know about the product and the product pages are full of great reviews and videos.

Edenfantasys is a great way to learn about sex toys if you're somewhat new to the idea, but it's a great platform to get involved if you're a little more seasoned.

So close!

Wow, I'm so excited! We are so close! Thanksgiving has come and gone and now it's time for Christmas music and lights and decorations! It's my absolute favorite time of year! After a couple of great days with the family I'm home and about to start my own decorating, YAY!

It's almost time for the next writing contest too!!! Tomorrow morning it starts! I'm so excited. There's something for EVERYONE this time ;) So you just have to come back tomorrow to see what it's all about!

Side Note: J-man knows I write, I gave him one of my stories already, but he wants more. Anyone want to suggest which one I should give him next? You all are more objective than I am.

In the meantime Envii over at Perfectly Imperfect gave me an award! She loves me ;)

So the rules that accompany this award are as follows!
1. Share 7 things about yourself
2. Pass The Award to 15 bloggers recently discovered.
3. Notify the blogger recipients
4. Link The blogger who gave the award.

7 Things!
I love Italian food.
I got my first pair of cuffs this weekend and I can't wait for a chance to try them :)
I am very crafty. I make a lot of Christmas decorations for myself and the rest of my family (good ones, not like macaroni necklaces, haha)
I'm very cautious about relationships because I'm afraid for everyone, but I really can't wait to be in a committed serious relationship.
I have brown hair, and brown eyes (hey, you wouldn't have known, right?)
I'm afraid I won't be able to have children, and simultaneously afraid that if I can have children I may be a bad mother.
I love to talk. Like really, I can't shut-up.

15 people?!?! That's a lot!!! Ok, here I try!

OK, so I got eleven. I'm sure I left someone out. If you'd like the award, please feel free to take it!

I'll work on letting people know over the next few days, I can't do it right now cause I'm running. (Not literally but I need to get some things done!)

Thanks again Envii!

Everyone don't forget to come see me tomorrow and get in on the Christmas action!!!

Friday, November 26, 2010

Flashers Week Two

She was exhausted. Lighting her cigarette she fell to the sofa. She settled in with her thoughts, accepting the inevitable. Her relationship with Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome just wasn't what it used to be. In the beginning he used his status and wealth to take her to exciting places and they made love every chance they got. Now she was his arm candy for work functions and boring charity events. Sure, it was elegant, but not exactly exciting.

He talked about all of the exciting places he wanted to take her, and all of the exotic vacations he wanted to plan, but it had been eight months since they'd done anything exciting. Their sex life had dwindled to nearly nothing. After forcing smiles and meeting boring people they were both too tired. He'd expected her to go home with him tonight, but he'd been talking about how tired he was and she told him just to drop her off at home. He'd seemed surprised. Her small apartment was nothing compared to his grand home, but it was hers. She could be alone here. She could smoke here.

Taking another draw off her cigarette she trailed her hand down the skirt of her dress. It was made from such exquisite material. If she ended things with him she'd be giving up so many luxuries, but were the luxuries worth the routine that their lives had become? She put out the cigarette against the hardwood floor. When she cleaned it tomorrow it wouldn't be noticeable. He would have been disgusted by the action. She closed her eyes and rolled to face the back of the sofa. She'd come to terms with her decision. This adventure had run it's course. Tomorrow she would pack and gather all of the gifts he'd given her. It was time for a new name, a new town, and a new man.


Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Happy Friday... oh wait, it's Wednesday!

Don't you love short weeks! It feels like Friday and I get a super long weekend! Woo Hoo!

Go link up at BGB for Wicked Wednesday with your best Thanksgiving tale! I've never really shown my ass at the holidays so I'm going to have to sit this one out. But I know you bitches have some stories so go link up!!

Names Will Not Be Changed To Protect The Innocent

The Naughty list is back! Miss C went back to school and Ange has taken over hosting the Naughty List! So go check her out if you haven't already. Follow her and link-up!

Names Will Not Be Changed To Protect The Innocent

My List!

1. Two weeks in a row I have carried on conversations while my new man has felt me up under the table. That was not an easy feat!

2. I stayed out of work sick Monday and I didn't go to the doctor. In all fairness, there was no point. I had Dayquil and Nyquil and the doctor would have just taken my money and told me to get rest and drink fluids.

Ok, that's all I've got this week. I plan to have much more next week :) I'm meeting J-man's friends tonight and I'm starting to get nervous about it. I've figured out what to wear, but I want to make a good impression. They don't even have to love me, just not hating me would be good :)

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

I miss her...

Ok, so we've all had that toxic, unhealthy friendship at some point in our life. That friend who's uncanny luck we begrudge because no matter how bad her decisions she always lands on her feet. The one that we've lost friends over because even when you don't agree with her you always have her back. The one who has hurt our feelings innumerable times because we let her get away with it. The one that, even though we aren't friends anymore, I will become majorly upset if you try to say anything too harsh against her...

I miss her though. It's been about two years since I've seen her. We've exchanged only a handful of cordial e-mails in that time, and no efforts have been made to actually bridge the gap between us that has become like the Grand Canyon. It's like a bad break-up. I have to fight the urge to beg for forgiveness and reconciliation even though I have nothing to ask forgiveness for. Neither does she. The disagreement that led to the end of our friendship actually had nothing to do with our friendship. We came down on different sides of an issue and she decided it wasn't something she was willing to disagree on. I was very cordially told that she didn't want anymore contact with me. For the most part I have honored her request, in part because I know that my mental health is better for it.

I still miss her though. She was my best friend and closer than my own sisters for years. This close to the holidays I know she'll be in town to visit family, and I feel a little twinge that I won't get to see her and laugh and catch up the way we used to. It scares me to think of running into her in public, because I'm afraid that the indifference would break my heart.

Losing her as a friend was harder than any break up I've ever been though, and I still feel the pain of it to this day.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Flash Me!

Ok everyone, it's the second week of the new Flashers Meme hosted by Nanny at Naughty Mommy Reviews and myself! This week I got to pick our image. I decided to follow suit and pick one of my favorite prints. This is Jack Vettriano's After the Thrill is Gone. Obviously all copyrights are his.

The Rules...Monday's we'll post a picture. If your muse gets inspired write a story fueled by the picture, post it to your blog by Friday (linky closes Friday night at 12pm EST), then link up here or on Naughty Mommy Reviews and Junk so others out there can enjoy your hard work! We're shooting for a max word count of 500. However, there are no penalties for going over or under. (I don't intend to count) Your post can be naughty, nice, erotic, or mainstream what ever floats your boat. We'll even take poetry. Just go with the flow and write.


So take the button and link-up your flasher! The linky is open until Friday 11/26.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Weekend Recap!

So for those of you who asked, the sex toy party was a blast! We didn't have quite the turn out we were expecting but the combination of people was great. We were laughing and talking and having a good time. We kept having to reign ourselves back in to hear her presentation. I've been in direct sales and I felt like we were one of those parties I hated. We talked and laughed a lot. It was ok though, our rep is a real sweetheart.

I ended up chaging a tire afterwards because she had a flat and I was the only one who knew how. (Odd? or am I just special? ;) There is a right answer!) So we were a little later making it to the band's show than expected, and I had to call it in early because I feel like I'm getting sick.

Yesterday I went with one of my friends to get her first tattoo. I was hoping to get another one but I just didn't have the money this weekend. We had fun though, and I thought it turned out great! Then I came home and went to bed early again. I woke up with a sore throat this morning and I'm angry that it doesn't seem to matter how much rest I get this sickness is starting to creep up on me. I'm gonna be pissed if I'm sick on Thanksgiving!

J-man comes home tonight and I feel like we haven't been dating long enough for me to be this excited about seeing him, but I am. I won't see him tonight or anything, but maybe tomorrow. Then again we have plans Tuesday and Wednesday so maybe I won't see him tomorrow. Gah, I don't know. I'm being super girly in my head, but I don't want to let it run away from me. Anyway... short work week! YAY!

And I know you're all getting excited about the writing contest that will start next week!! You should come back tomorrow for Flashers and flex your writing muscles :)

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Private Practice: Correction

Don't get angry before you start reading. I love Private Practice and I will continue to be a major fan and watch religiously. But the past three episodes have been incorrect in their portrayal of what I consider to be very important facts. Don't misread! I'm very, very glad they addressed this issue! I love them for it! Just keep reading...

I've mentioned that I work with victims of crime. I specifically work with victims of Sexual Assault. The world at large needs to know that federal law now states that victims of sexual assault can go to the hospital and recieve treatment for sexual assault without speaking with Law Enforcement. It's called anonymous reporting and it was a major part of the VAWA Reauthorization Act of 2005. Each state was given three years to adapt their laws and get in compliance in order to continue recieveing federal funds attached to the Violence Against Women Act. I cannot speak for every state as to how they are handling this change, and I cannot promise that your hospitals and medical professionals have been fully informed, but you all need to know that this is true. If you become a victim or know someone who is, full medical treatment is available to you without the involvement of Law Enforcement. Contact your local victim service organization for more information. You can find national listings at RAINN.org.

Another thing, if you know a victim that has chosen not to report to law enforcement, please do not make them feel guilty. Simply be supportive and encourage them to get medical attention for themselves. What happened to Charlotte on Private Practice was horrendous and vicious, yes. In real life, would we hope to take that man off the street? Yes. However, it has been shown time and time again that 90% of the time rape is not a violent stranger. It is someone that you trust, someone who is already in your life. Perhaps in a close, intimate way, or perhaps casually. More often than not there are no visible bruises. Most offenders use fear and threat of harm to control their victims. I'm refraining from writing more but, for so many reasons, going through with prosecution can be unbearable for some victims. Seeking justice can be theraputic, but there are times when it is simply too much to ask of someone who has undergone that kind of ordeal. They do not need our blame placed on them for doing the best that they can in a dificult situation. It is never ok to make a victim feel guilty about how they need to deal with what has happened to them.

Please don't misunderstand me. I'm not saying that victims of sexual assault should not report to law enforcement. I encourage all victims to report and hold the offenders accountable for their actions. I believe that is also an important step for many people when dealing with the trauma of these offenses. I am also saying that I understand that some people just aren't ready, and that is where anonymous reporting comes in. I think that each person deals with trauma differently and, so long as you aren't hurting yourself or someone else, there is no wrong way.

Now, if you are still with me. I love Private Practice. It is one of my favorite shows. I am glad they chose to address such a dificult topic, I am. These are just things that I feel like people need to know.

My e-mail is listed on my profile. You'll notice you can't comment on this post. Normally I love your comments, but because of the content here, if you want to talk about it I'd prefer you e-mail me.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Can I get an AMEN?

AMEN! Cause it is finally Friday!!! You know what? It's a good day. Not much could make it a bad day. I mean, inconvenient things may happen today, but seriously? It's going to still be a good day. Why? I'll tell you why.

1.  I have a sex toy party tonight! How much fun are we going to have!?

2.  The band is playing tonight! Always a good time.

3.  Getting tats tomorrow! I'm so excited! I make the best decisions on short notice ;)

4.  I am now one week closer to visiting with my mom and sisters! I've been looking forward to this for a while!

5.  J-man comes home Sunday and will likely spend the night with me one day next week since I should have the place to myself. I'm excited about this.

6.  I'm working on the writing contest that will launch on November 29th!! I'm excited and you guys should be too!!

I feel like I could go on forever. Life is good right now. I love the holidays! They make me happy. I love my friends and we all seem to be getting along right now! Seems small but we're all twentysomethings, think about the significance of that!

So yeah. I'm happy. But go check out Boobies and Christy for all the Fuck Yous that are flying today! And link-up if you need to let loose!


Have you ever read a post and thought to yourself, "I couldn't have said it any better myself? It's like they got inside my head or something?!" Since I'm such a Big Mouth Whore it's hard to believe I didn't say it first. (You like that didn't you BSF peeps!) Well, just in case you aren't reading these amazing posts? I'm going to share them with you! These are the two posts that inspired this new award!

Ladies grab the button if you'd like! Everyone else check them out, show some love, and come see me on Fridays to see if anyone else said it just right!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Flashers! Week One

Bellani pushed her black rimmed glasses a little farther up her nose as she walked down the corridor. Her lit professor helped her get this appointment with the collector. Along with all he'd collected he'd gleaned knowledge of the period and she thought that someone who studies for pleasure would have more interesting information than the testbooks she'd studied.

She wanted to wow with her presentation, not merely pass. She was ready to get noticed within the department. She only had a year and a half left and if she wanted to get a TA position in grad school she needed to make herself desirable now.

She heard a noise behind her and turned to take in the middle-aged collector. He was younger than she expected, with a strong presence. He had a hard set to his jaw and his dark hair was lightly peppered with gray around the edges.

He wore black with a patterned vest and twirled wire-rimmed glasses in his hands. His skin was dark, the color coffee with milk. Bellani smiled, shifting her bag on her shoulder. A flush crept over her five foot frame and she took a few steps toward him. Her blonde hair fell across her face and she lifted a hand to bursh it away.

"Hello." He extended his large hand, enveloping her delicate fingers in his handshake. Bellanie could feel the heat in her cheeks.

"Thank you for seeing me." She smiled and followed him into the study. He motioned towards a large armchair near his desk. She sat and glanced around the room, taking in the antiques. The lighting was dim, and the lamp light shone against the cherry wooden furniture giving the room a red glow. On the wall centered behind his desk was a large painting, spotlighted from above. A pale winged woman hovering above a man whose skin was the color of baked clay. He was touching her, but he wasn't quite holding her.

"I'm not familiar with this painting." She gestured. When her gaze met his he was studying her face. "It's not a period painting. It's just one that I feel best represents."

Bellani waited for him to finish his sentence and then realized that he had. Best represented what? She wanted to ask.

Studying the painting again she noticed that while the woman was more delicate and pale in comparison to the man, she seemed to be in control of this erotic encounter. She felt her sex clench and moisture gather in response to the painting. She turned again to find the collector staring at her with a heated gaze.

Then she understood. She smiled and stood. Then motioned for him to have a seat.

451 words


Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Oh so wicked...

One Crazy Brunette Chick

So, I'll just mention that she warned me this would happen. As you might have gathered from previous posts in my circle of friends I am the queen of all things sex. Not that I'm any more experienced than any of them are, or even more kinky, I simply think about it all the damn time and I've essentially made it my mission to ensure all of my friends have access to sexual aides in their life.

A few weeks ago I was having dinner with a few of the girls and my girl J laughed and told another one of our friends that she felt bad for whatever guy I was with next. Of course at first I was curious as to what exactly that meant, then she went on to say that I would wear the poor boy out and that they likely wouldn't see me for a few weeks. Of course I assured them that wasn't going to be the case. (That they wouldn't see me. Of course I'm wearing the poor boy out!)

So last night was par for the course I guess. I wanted J-man to meet my girl J and some other friends, so we were all going out. It actually ended up just being the three of us which might have actually been better! Now I love to be touched, but I'm not big on PDA. It has always made me uncomfortable to be around other people who were so unaware of the people around them that I'm not one to risk making other people feel that way. So for the most part when I've been hanging out with J-man we've been at my house, or in a movie theater, or on a deserted hiking trail. So obviously, he hasn't had to refrain from the touching and petting, and everything else.

It was almost like it was killing him not to touch me last night, and I was loving every minute of it. It was like being a tease, only I wasn't having to do anything!

So when he was giving me a ride back to my car, he descended on me like a starving man. I loved it! I felt totally ravished by the time it was over. Car was too damn small for true sex which was what I would have liked, but there was room for plenty of other things.

My girl J said that we defiled her parking lot, haha. Then again it isn't like I haven't defiled that parking lot before!

Good times.

Side Note: I can now see that there are way too many Js in my life, so for clarity the new boy will be J-man, not to be confused with my girl J or J who I lost my v-card to.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Rock Chick from Babeland

So I received the Rock Chick from Babeland for my first review as an Affiliate Reviewer. I picked it from the review list because I liked the idea, but I really wasn't sure I bought that it was truly "hands free". So when it came in the mail, I actually waited until I knew I was going to have a lot of uninterrupted free time, in case it was awkward or difficult. I settled in with a sexy book (how do other people get "ready" for self-love?) then proceeded to try out my new friend.

Once I slid the angled tip in and aligned the ridged edge with my clit, I turned on the bullet vibe that slides inside the toy. The sensations were definitely pleasurable, but again, I wondered if I was really going to get off with this. So I used my palm to 'rock' the toy, but then I thought, 'it's supposed to be hands free.'

So using my kegels I experiemented a little bit with positioning to figure out the best way to use the toy. Then it happened. A major orgasm. Truly. It was awesome.

The Perfect Storm? Ankles crossed, on my stomach, and kinda swirling my hips while I used my kegels to move the toy. (I know, maybe you could have done without the visual but I'm trying to be helpful) So, it might take some experimenting to find the way that this toy will hit all your buttons, but once you find the perfect storm for your body? It is incredible and easy to recreate.

The Rock Chick has a different shape as you can see. The shape is more rounded on the insertable side and is about 1" wide. the length of that portion is about 4" but you may only insert about 3 to 3.5", just depending on where your g-spot is. The toy is pretty solid, it weighs about a pound, and because of the curves if you sat it on it's side it would measure about 5" by 3.5" It's made from silicone and is water proof. It can easily be used in the bathtub if you find a position with this toy that works for you in the tub.

I was provided this product free of charge in exchange for an unbiased review. No other compensation was received for this review. All opinions are my own.

Monday, November 15, 2010

I'm not going to tell you...

So here's the thing. I'm not going to tell you about the amazing sex I had on Friday night. I'm not going to mention that J is uncircumcised and after the initial shock, I realized that I kinda liked it. I'm not going to tell you that I came four times in an hour, and would've done it all again if I didn't have to be up so damn early on Saturday. I'm not going to tell you that even though I was worried I would be disappointed (because it had been so long and I'd fantasized so much) it was everything I'd hoped for and maybe a little more.

I will tell you that my sister's mom picked her up early and my plans changed a little. I will tell you that I really like the new guy and while I haven't told him about the blog, he knows I do some sex toy reviews and jokingly asked that I not "review him".

I don't know how he would feel about this, but hey. This is me, and you all would be disappointed if I didn't give you something! Nonetheless. I'm going to be respectful and keep the talking about him to a minimum. But you guys have my e-mail, if you wanna chat and get good gossip just drop me a line :)

We actually had a really nice weekend. He also took me hiking on Sunday and we grabbed some dinner on the way home. He's super chivalrous, opening doors, paying for things, all that kind of thing which is such a breath of fresh air! So for those who were wanting to know, now you do :)

We have a Winner!

Congratulations to Lucid Obsession!!! You won the Scandalous Fairy Tales Contest! I will be e-mailing you shortly to get your shipping information.

Thanks for the entries! Everyone be looking out for the next contest. It will be up the week after Thanksgiving!


So Nanny at Naughty Mommy Reviews and Junk came up with a fun meme for those of us who like to do some writing. There are others like it but this has fewer restrictions. For those who don't want to get too racy you don't have to! It doesn't have to be erotica! But it should be a fun exercise, and I know lots of you who enjoy the poetry side so this will be fun to see what everyone bring to the table!


This weeks picture is a Boris Vallejo print. He's once of Nanny's favorite artists.

The Rules...Monday's we'll post a picture. If your muse gets inspired write a story fueled by the picture, post it to your blog by Friday (linky closes Friday night at 12pm EST), then link up here or on Naughty Mommy Reviews and Junk so others out there can enjoy your hard work! We're shooting for a max word count of 500. However, there are no penalties for going over or under. (I don't intend to count) Your post can be naughty, nice, erotic, or mainstream what ever floats your boat. We'll even take poetry. Just go with the flow and write.

Linky Code Starts 11/15/10- Ends 11/19/10

Friday, November 12, 2010

Getaway Pure by Nomi Tang

When Jenn from EdenFantasys mentioned that she had Nomi Tang Getaways for review I eagerly volunteered. I love the look of the Getaway Pure, sleek lines, long and smooth. I was so excited, I could get wet just thinking about it. When the toy came in it's pretty box with the silky lining I just knew I wouldn't be disappointed.

The Getaway Pure is made with a smooth silicone material and measures 8 1/2 inches long and at least 6 inches is insertable. That's more usable length than any toy I've ever had and believe me when I tell you it hits all the right spots. The controls are easy to use, but I recommend spending some time playing with them before you actually use the toy.

The control panel is a sliding touch sensor. sliding your finger across the panel towards the NT logo slows the vibration speeds, and sliding away of course increases the speed and intensity. Pressing the NT logo for about 2 seconds changes the pattern of the vibrations. There is a consistent vibration pattern, a steady interval pattern, and a varied interval pattern. ALL patterns can be adjusted to different speeds! I have not found that to be a common trait, and I love it! When you find the pattern that works for you, it can be locked by simply pressing the opposite end of the sensor for two seconds. The logo will be red when it it locked.

The vibrations are more than adequate, though not quite as strong as some toys I've tried lately. The range of vibrations, however, makes this a toy that can be used by both those who who want less and those who need more. The noise level is minimal, very discreet on lower settings. Even on the highest I can't imagine it could be heard through a closed door, and I'm certain that if you are using it in the tub you wouldn't be heard. The Getaway is also waterproof, so it's great for your bathtub arsenal.  The control panel automatically locks when it's covered with water. To unlock it you need to dry the sensor.

This wasn't a toy that I could take out of the box and use right away, it did take some time to read through the manual and play with the sensor pad to learn how to use it. However, once I did that, I loved this toy!

I can say, with confidence, that this is officially my new favorite toy! A really great go-to for a smooth, easy orgasm.

The Getaway Pure can be easily cleaned with mild antibacterial soap and warm water. There is a silk pouch that comes with the toy for storage and the box is made from high quality material and could be used as storage for smaller items.

Visit can find the Getaway Pure at edenfantasys.com for this and any of your adult toy needs.

This product was provided to me by EdenFantasys in exchanged for an unbiased review. The opinions in this review are my own.

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I had some really bad intentions...


How appropriate! Because I've had full intentions of being a very bad girl. How's that working out you might ask? I'll tell you, because it's FUCK YOU FRIDAY!
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FUCK YOU to that woman my father used to be married to. She took off for the weekend and essentially dropped my fourteen year old sister off with us. Why is that a big deal? Because damnitalltohell I have the NEW BOY coming to my house tonight and now I won't be gettin any. Seriously Bitch? Seriously?

FUCK YOU time. There just isn't enough! I've got soo much I want to do and just not enough time to do it!

FUCK YOU old houses! My house has been around forever and of course it hasn't been taken care of as well as it should have been, so the damn winters are fucking freezing!!!

FUCK YOU woman with all the damn questions. You've worked here how long now? Maybe you could commit some of this stuff to memory so that my 20 minute refresher isn't an hour long instructional. Some of us had places to be!

Ok everyone, link up with Boobies and Christy to get it all off your chest and go check out Jen! She's the newest Bad Girl and the new host for Blog Stalk Friday. Link your happy asses up there too if you think you've got the balls for it!

Happy Friday Bitches!

Thursday, November 11, 2010

It's too much!

Imagine me dramatically throwing my hand against my forehead and fainting to the floor. Why? Because I am overwhelmed with everything I'm trying to do right now! I am super excited about all of the things I've gotten into. Reviews, Bad Girl Bloggers, running contests and hosting memes. Of course I've still got a full time job, full social life and this new boy too. I just had no idea how much I'd piled on here.

I"m not quitting or anything. I still want to do it all. But I'm going to have to work on my time management. Blogging is starting to be a part-time endeavor for me. I do enjoy it, it gives me an outlet for my writing and getting to know some of my new friends on here has been awesome! But ya know, the full-time gig pays the bills :-P

I've got a few product reviews to post over the next few days and as soon as Thanksgiving is over I'll start the new contest!

Speaking of contests, don't forget to vote! The poll is in the sidebar and the entries are HERE.

So just realize that I am shifting and changing things around some. I will probably not be doing Sexy Saturday Reads anymore. I'm not sure anyone really cared all that much anyway, and I just don't have time for it.

Also, if you keep up with Mondays with Missie there is going to be some fun shifting going on there too. Gina is going to step into the spotlight for a while so Missie can explore couple territory with Mike. So when you don't see Mondays with Missie this coming week, don't get your panties in a twist!

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Wicked Dating

One Crazy Brunette ChickSo while I am still basking in the glow of a few really good dates, I've had a few duds. There was one particularly bad blind date in high school, but there's really no point going back that far.

I know you guys remember me talking about B? I met him online and thought he might be pretty cool even if he was a little shy. The first date was ok. Not super memorable, but not bad. But the second? Well that sucked. So what did I do? I let him take me on one more date. There was a movie I really wanted to see, and at this point, I figured I'd earned that much!

So we meet at the theater. He asked if I wanted anything from the concessions. No, of course not. If there was the remote chance that he was going to make a move in the theater I didn't want anything in my hands. (I may not have been interested but he wasn't unattractive and it had been a long time since I'd gotten any action.) Of course he still got something which defeated my purpose. He finally finished with his popcorn and got squirmy so I thought, oh good. So I gave a little shiver and ran my hands up my arms, commenting that it was chilly in there. What did he do? Well of course he agreed. Then proceeded to draw his arms into the arms of this short-sleeved tee for the rest of the movie. WHAT?

Then in the parking lot (this is the third date) he wants to ask me where I see this going. Am I looking for a serious relationship? I refrained from rolling my eyes, but seriously? We'd been on three dates and he wanted to know where I thought this was going?

So in response I held my hands out palms up and said, "Sweetie, I'm still waiting on you to make a move." I'm smiling, body language is totally open, did he do anything? Nope. He stammered around then said he wanted a relationship and still didn't try anything. I said we could be friends.

He continued coming around for a while and even managed to put an arm around me once, but he never kissed me or paid for anything again. Even now he'll message me at seven o'clock to see if I want to do something that night. Dude doesn't have social skills and someone needs to teach him, but that is soo not my job!

Check out the rest of the wicked dating stories at Bad Girl Bloggers and link-up your own!

On to the Naughty List!

1) Unfortunately I haven't been too naughty this week. I did let J feel me up in the parking lot at the movie Monday night. We got a few comments from this one couple that parked near us and we were too occupied to notice they'd walked up.

2) I've been doing some real cleaning at my house because I plan to be naughty in the near future ;)

3) I haven't been writing the way I should. The past two weeks of MWM have been kind of slow, but I'm going to do better. Work's been busy and I've been distracted by this new boy :)

Check out the Hostesses and link up!!!

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

21 Questions!

I've seen Daisy's questions before and I've always wanted to do them but I've never gotten around to it before. So here I am this week!


1. Have you ever fascinated about someone of the same sex?
I can't say I've fascinated, but I've been curious.
2. How do you feel about condoms?

3. How important is sex to you on a scale of 1 to 100...
Well, I've done without, but as much as I think about it? at least 75 or 80

4. How often do you masturbate?
Varies from once or twice a week to a few times in a day. It depends on what's going on.

5. When you fake an orgasm could you win an oscar?
I've never had to fake.

6. Have you ever seduced someone?

7. Have you ever had a one night stand?

8. How do you feel about phone sex?
It can be fun :)

9. Do you look at porn on the internet?
Not regularly, but I have before.

10. Would you pose naked in a magazine for 10,000 buck aroos!
Not in a magazine. That would cost much more ;) 

11. Have you ever tried Tantric Sex?

12. Are you a sex initiator?

13. Are you addicted to Sex?
Apparently not, but that could change ;)

14. Sexiest part of a womans body?

15. Are you into bondage?
I want to be

16. Do you like to be tied up or be the tie-er upper?
I would want to be tied up!

17. Longest sex session?
I don't know? A couple of hours I guess?

18. naughty or nice?
Naughty ;)

19. Do you like to be spanked?
Haven't been, but I want to be

20. Did you ever have sex in your parents bedroom?

and lastly...

21. How many toys do you own?
...11 I think? We aren't counting dice and such are we?

Second Date...

So, I had a date last night. It was actually a second date. I try not to bore you all with every detail of my somtimes mundane life. I try to wait until there is something to tell. So I've talked about my online dating adventures before. I was looking at this one profile that had no pictures a few weeks ago, and I was thinking to myself. This guy sounds great, I wish I could see a picture. So I told him as much.

A few days later I get another profile in my little list that looks nearly identical, but there is a picture. Now the picture is a little grainy and the lighting isn't the best, but the guy actually looks kinda cute. So I sent a message that was something like, "I know it may be an odd question but do you have two profiles on here?"

The response was yes. Short relatively funny story, but it was the same guy. So we started chatting back and forth very casually at first. We actually started talking the Thursday before Halloween. We went back and forth for about a week then made plans to get dinner, with the mention that if things went well he'd go to the band's show with me that night too.

Guys, he was really great. I think he's so cute, and he's super sweet. We had a great dinner and went on to the show. He got to meet some of my friends and his sense of humor and personality fit right in. He had a good time and so did I and I got a really great goodnight kiss.

I talked to him some more over the weekend and then he asked me to a movie for last night. I, of course, said yes. So we grabbed a quick dinner then went to see RED. I've really been wanting to see that movie so I was excited.

So he did at some point very casually curl me into him and traced my wrist tattoo. Can I just say that the fact that he likes my tattoos is something that excites me a litte?

When the movie was over and we were out in the parking lot we started making out like teenagers. I let him feel me up a little then basically I had to figure out what to do. Inviting him home would have been awkward because I live so far out and it was already ten o'clock. I could have suggested that we hop in the back of my car but I had boxes back there so that wasn't going to work either. In the end we said goodnight. Both of us saying we had a 'great' time and promising to do it again very soon.

I couldn't tell you the last time I've enjoyed a guy this much. I honestly feel like a horny teenager. I could feel his excitement against my thigh and I was so wet when I got home.

I was a good girl though, and I've definitely held out for my three date rule. Acutally it isn't my rule. I don't know where it came from. But if it works for Missie it works for me ;)

Monday, November 8, 2010

Don't get your panties in a twist!

Just a note to say that Mondays with Missie will be late today, sometime this evening. Why? Cause D really has to get some work done today and I didn't finish it early like I normally do. Why didn't I finish it yesterday? Cause I was obsessing over my date tonight. Yep, that's right, a second date :) You wanna know don't you ;) Tomorrow my sweeties. Tomorrow.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Alright, the entries are in!

I'm super sad that we didn't have more entries for the contest, but these stories are super hot!!

So ladies, you can take the button to get your followers to vote for you. Everyone else, read the stories then vote in the sidebar!


I'm doing some rethinking about how we'll do these contests from now on. A few of you said you were embarassed or intimdated to enter. So I think that from now on, all entries will be anonymous until the winner is picked and even then it will be up to the author if they'd rather remain anonymous.

Also, since you'll be e-mailing your anonymous entries. I will post all of them at the same time, so no one has to pop the contest cherry or compare their story to others before the voting begins.

If anyone else is wanting to enter but there are things holding you back, please e-mail me and let me know what they are. My e-mails on my profile, and I don't bite... unless you ask nicely ;) When I start the next contest in a few weeks I'll have more specifics, of course, but I'm hoping this will help generate more entires from people who may really want to enter but are holding back on me!

Friday, November 5, 2010

Fuck You Friday and Stolen Cars

Alright guys it's time for Fuck You Friday! Brought to us by Boobies, Babies and A Blog, and My Mad Mind.

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Fuck the guy who stole my friend's car last night. You know the band I'm always writing about? Well the lead singer, and my best friend's brother, had his car stolen last night with a lot of really expensive stuff inside. I think he wins the 'who had the worst week' award.

Fuck my feet. Weird I know but the little bastards have been hurting bad the past couple of days and I haven't even been on them all that much.

Fuck paperwork. I'm soo behind. I wish I had two or three uninterrupted hours to clear my desk of the mountains of paperwork.

Fuck the crazy kid that wasted 30 minutes of my life on the phone the other night. Dude! Get off the pot and get some Aderol!

Alright, I'm done. Today is the last day for the Scandalous Fairy Tales Contest and I'm done begging. Did you people forget that there is a free Massager involved in this contest? I mean, we've got two entries, you're chances are pretty decent. So write something and link it the fuck up ok?! Ok :)

So, Just Jen has taken over Blog Stalk Friday. I imagine that perhaps BSF with CB will be changing to BSF with Jen?? Don't really know yet. But I'm linking up! Slut code: CB lovin'

That's right bitches there is a slut code, read the damn guidelines before you link up alright? Save everyone the trouble of bitching you out/ making fun of you... On second thought link-up. Let us get sick pleasure from your dumb asses ;)

Thursday, November 4, 2010

The Mile High Club

So I was forewarned by many to be prepared for the Mile High comments I was going to get with my sexy pilot costume. I only got one, and it was from a friend in fun. Unfortunately, there wasn't a huge group of hot guys to pick from. J got hit on though. Her face was painted and she was dressed up as Ziggy Stardust. (I know, you're jealous I have such cool friends.)

Anyway, this really weird dude actually comes up to her and hits on her, claiming to know her brother really well. She knew that was a lie since he called him by the wrong name! He had a hilarious line though... "you look like a girl I used to date, what was your name again?" But bless her heart she was nice. I told her if she'd just been a bitch he'd have left her alone!

So here's what happens when you live in a small town and you're running out of dating options. You start to look at people you aren't really interested in and think... I wonder what they would be like. There is this guy. Geeky little guy, super quiet, and not really all that attractive. Granted, he's not butt ugly, but still.

So a few weeks ago I got very, very wasted and mentioned to J that I wanted sex so bad, I'd even considered him. She looked at me wide-eyed and said, "You don't want that." I laughed, of course I didn't. She was right. Then the other night I'm watching him play guitar and I'm thinking... I don't know. Maybe he's and animal in the sack? I said as much to J, then she's thinking I have a crush. Honestly, the minute she suggested it, it was like cold water. I definitely didn't have a crush on this kid. The problem is I have just been going crazy! I'm re-considering people I've already dismissed simply because I'm soo tired of waiting to find someone better. It's bad I know.

Then last night, I talk to this guy I met online. Now, I'm not shallow. I swear I'm not. But It wasn't until after I had started a dialogue with this guy that I realized he was short.. like maybe my height? And that was if he didn't pad his height with a few inches like most guys. So I promised J I wouldn't let that affect me, and I kept talking to him. I decided to let him call me.

Oh. My. God. I will never get back that thirty minutes of my life. I didn't get to do very much talking. He was talking so fast, and it was obvious that he was nervous, and jittery. Which could have been cute, except he just kept rambling and rambling.

He talked about how much he made, he talked about politics, and then talked about how he thought they should legalize marijuana.

He also rambled on about a lot of things I had to tune out. I simply couldn't catch it all. He was talking so fast. So yeah, I think I've dismissed him before I met him. I have discerning taste. (Don't call me picky!) Besides I'm in conversation with another guy who uses proper grammar. Maybe that one will turn out better!

I have some product reviews I'm working on :) Looking forward to a weekend with my new playthings!

BTW did you catch me at Nanny's spot yesterday? I talked about the Bachelorette Party. Miss C is interviewing her today at Bad Girl Bloggers too! Go check her out!

Another side note, I changed my button, you like?


So switch it out for me, would you darlin's? I like this one better, and I actually bought the image so I don't have to worry whether or not 'free' meant 'free' because, well, I paid, haha. I worry about shit like that, what can I say?

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Wicked Wednesday and my Guilty Pleasures

One Crazy Brunette Chick

Top Ten Guilty Pleasures!

10. Reading Erotica
9. Writing Erotica
8. Polishing off a whole pizza by myself
7. Wine and cookies for dinner (don't judge)
6. Bathtub wine parties for one... or two ;)
5. Chocolate... lots of chocolate
4. Dirty text messages
3. Phone sex
2. Flirting with bitches' boyfriends
1. Making out with strangers (I'd love to do that more often)

Post your Top Ten and link-up!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Scandalous Fairy Tales: Rumplestiltskin

I decided to give people one more day to get their stories in, because I can. So now the contest closes at 11:59pm EST on November 5th. I'd really love to see at least five entries. As I write this we're only three away, and I've had four of you say you were working on one, so I think we can get there. I promised you something fun, so here's another Scandalous Tale...



Elizabeth blew the hair from her face. All this straw was making her itch. Her drunken father had really done it this time. He'd gone off spinning his tales and lied to the king. The King!! Of all people! Now she had to spin straw into gold? How in the world was she supposed to do that?!

She tried to find some resolve so as not to cry at her fate. In the morning the king would come, find the room empty of gold and she would be executed. No one was around to hear her, or judge her. She let the tears silently take hold and folded herself close against the wall.

The rattle of the door startled her. A tall man walked through the door, bringing a plate of food. Her tears surprised him. He hurried to her, believing she was hurt.

"Miss, are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?" His concern made her smile, then laugh at the irony. The king's servant was concerned about her well-being when she was likely to be hung in the morning. Laughing through the tears she couldn't speak.

This only concerned the man further and he tried lifting her face to get her attention. She noticed the soft features beneath his grizzled beard. he couldn't be much older than twenty.

"Are you ok?" he asked. Elizabeth didn't know why she felt the need to confide in this man, but her story spilled from her lips. She told him about her drunken father and his debt to the king, and his outrageous lying which brought her here, where she would soon lose her life to pay for his debts.

She was still crying and the young man cradled her in his arms, murmuring calming words. Elizabeth's nerves calmed and she began to enjoy the warmth of his arms around her. His thumb was lightly stroking her shoulder. She sighed and relaxed against him.

"What's your name?" She asked.

He pulled his arms away, "You can call me Rum." Elizabeth tilted her head.

"As in the drink?"

He laughed, "Sure." Elizabeth rolled her eyes. A drunk like her father.

"I can help." He said, almost to himself considering how softly he spoke.

"You can?" Elizabeth asked, with more hope than she'd had all day. She wet her parched lips and hoped that his plan involved getting her something to drink. Rum nodded and checked the corridor outside the doorway. Finding it empty it handed her the tray of food and grabbed a glass of water from the table in the hall.

"Eat dinner and pretend to spin. I'll be back once it's dark." He slid out the door without any further instruction or explanation. Elizabeth did as she was told and ate her food and sat at the wheel, fiddling with straw and spinning the wheel.

It grew dark out the window and she grew more and more anxious. Perhaps Rum simply wanted her to stop crying. Her heart began to race as she heard a noise at the door. The latch opened and Rum stepped through pulling behind him a slab with stacks of gold bars. Elizabeth gasped at the sight.

"How?" She asked. Rum smiled and shrugged.

"It's probably better you don't know." He set about unloading the slab in short stacks near the wheel. Elizabeth watched as his muscles flexed beneath the fabric of his shirt. She watched, breathing heavily as he took the last brick from the slab.

"What do you want from me?" Elizabeth asked. Rum looked at her with a furrowed brow.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"You're saving my life," she said, "you must want something in return." She stood before him as his gaze quickly scanned her body and his throat worked to swallow.

"What do you have to give me?" He asked. Elizabeth felt her cheeks warm beneath his stare. She lifted a hand to her neck.

"My necklace," she said, "it must be worth something." Rum simply nodded and excepted the piece of jewelry she held out to him.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He said as she left again.

Elizabeth slept until sunrise and the king came by with his council to inspect her work. When he saw the golden bars he was pleased.

"You seem well rested" He said. Elizabeth nodded and curtsied. "Yes, your majesty."

"I'll see twice this much tomorrow." He nodded curtly and swept out of the room. When Rum came that evening to bring her meal Elizabeth was crying again.

"What is wrong?" he asked, again sitting beside her to hold her close as she cried. Elizabeth told him of the king's visit and his demand for twice the gold in the morning.

"Your efforts were wasted, I will die anyway." Rum shook his head and promised to be back with the darkness.

Elizabeth waited anxiously for the rustle at the door. Rum came in with another slab piled with twice as many gold bars as before. He was sweating from his efforts as he unloaded the slab. Elizabeth watched with admiration as once again this man saved her life. When he finished unloading he sat near her on the floor to catch his breath.

"Is your name really Rum?" Elizabeth asked, fiddling with the hem of her garment.

"No." He wiped his face with his shirt tail, allowing Elizabeth a glimpse of his hardened stomach. She felt her stomach clench and her breath quickened.

"What is it?" She asked. He shook his head and stood to leave.

"Wait," Elizabeth stood, "what do you want from me today?" She asked. Anxiously waiting for his answer, unsure of what she was hoping for.

"What do you have to give me?" He asked. Elizabeth glanced down and saw her mother's ring sparkling on her finger. She pulled it from her finger and held it out to him.

He took the ring and his fingers brushed against hers. He nodded and turned to leave.

"Thank you." Elizabeth called after him. As he closed the door she could hear his muffled, "Your welcome."

The next morning the king swept into the room again, appraised the gold bars and once again demanded double the next day. When evening came Rum found her crying in the floor. He sat her food and water near the door and hurried to comfort her. He promised to fix this for her and she calmed. Resting her cheek against his chest her breathing leveled.

"Please tell me your name," she said, "I'd like to know who is responsible for saving my life." Rum sighed and eased her away.

"I will be back at dark. I will have to make two trips tonight." Elizabeth watched as he slipped from the room. She ate her dinner in silence, pondering her unexpected savior in this ordeal. He was quiet, but strong. So handsome. Why wouldn't he tell her his name?

It grew dark and Rum returned with a slab piled high like the night before. He quickly unloaded and left again to return with another load. He was sweating as he unloaded the second slab. Apologizing for any impropriety he pulled his shirt over his head to finish unloading the slab. When he finished he collapsed to the floor to catch his breath. Elizabeth sat next to him and used is discarded shirt to wipe the perspiration from his brow.

"How can I ever repay you?" She whispered. Rum looked to her and sighed, "What do you have to give me?" Nervous, Elizabeth placed a hand on his cheek and brought her lips to his. She pressed a soft kiss to his lips and felt his breath quicken. She pulled back to look at him.

Rum lifted a hand to play with her hair. She lowered her mouth to his again. This time he held her face gently and she parted her lips against his. His tongue probed her sweet mouth and her heart rate quickened. She braced her hands against his naked chest. His soft hairs brushed against her fingers and she felt the muscles of her sex tighten with anticipation.

Groaning, Rum pulled her against him, flattening her chest against his own, allowing her thighs to drape to either side of his waist. Elizabeth gasped. She could feel his manhood pressed against her belly. he continued to plunder her mouth with his tongue. His hands came to her shoulders, sliding the fabric aside to taste the skin there. Elizabeth gasped and gripped his arms to brace herself.

"What's your name?" Elizabeth whispered. Rum loosened the ties at the back of her dress allowing the fabric to fall from her shoulders, exposing her full breasts to his gaze.

"Rumplestiltskin." He growled as he rolled her onto her back, cradling her head so she didn't knock it against the hard floor. He slid his shirt beneath her skull to cradle her head.

"What?" Elizabeth asked. Rum stopped and propped up on his elbows. "Rumplestiltskin, I hate it." Elizabeth nodded. "Ok."

He lowered his head to suck at the soft skin of her breasts. Elizabeth was panting. She reached for him, pulling his back up to kiss his mouth. His hands found the hems of her skirts and lifted them to expose the lips of her pussy. He reached to touch her, sliding a finger between her folds, sickened and wet with her juices. Elizabeth arched against his touch.

Rum kissed her roughly while he used his other hand to loosen his pants, pulling them down to this thighs. He slid between her thighs, nestling his cock at the entrance of her pussy.

"Have you ever been with a man?" he asked as he dropped kisses along her neck.

Elizabeth shook her head, but she ran her hands around his rib cage, trying to pull him closer. Rum groaned and slid into her slowly, feeling her stretch around him, squeezing his member with those tight muscles. Moaning he began shallow thrusts, Elizabeth pulled him closer to her until he finally pressed through that barrier. The pain flashed behind her eyelids for a moment before Rum created a rhythm that had her crying out in pleasure.

Her orgasm washed over her, and as he pussy clenched down against him she felt him explode inside her, filling her with a warmth. Spent, they both lay there panting. Rum rolled to the side, taking his weight from her. Just hours from daylight they lay there speaking in hushed tones. Just before dawn he slipped away, dropping a kiss on her lips.

The next morning the king came to find Elizabeth who'd had little sleep standing amongst the piles of gold bars. He had the attendants escort her to her own rooms where she would stay until they were to be married. That night her meal wasn't brought to her by Rum, but by a maidservant. When she lay down to sleep she cried, afraid that she would never see him again, and worried that the king would continue to expect her to spin gold.

Late in the night she awoke to the tip tap of rocks against the glass. She walked to open the windows to find Rum standing on the ground ten feet below.

"Rum." She whispered. "You came." He smiled and motioned for her to come out. Elizabeth quickly dressed and climbed out the window and down the trellis. She and Rum quickly left the high walls of the palace and he handed her a small velvet pouch.

Opening the pouch Elizabeth found her necklace and her mother's ring. She smiled and asked him, "So where did the gold come from?"

Rum smiled. "The king's depository." Elizabeth smiled and threw her arms around him. The two hiked for days to a neighboring town. They found a priest to marry them and they lived out their lives with their children in peace.