“Camping” in the North Woods

Gotta love it! An eight hour drive yesterday to northern Wisconsin, where family members have a cabin on a fishing lake. We brought our motorhome and are parked on the side of their driveway. Yesterday, stifling heat all day, high humidity, no relief.

Last night, a powerful thunderstorm.

This morning – power is off. I had to get inventive with the coffee pot (which is an electric drip pot) – so I boiled water on the stove and poured it slowly through the drip basket. Ah, that first cup of coffee never tasted so good!

Now I’m sitting “camped” in the north woods, typing on my computer (which has a full battery charge) and hooked up to the internet with my wi-fi hot spot, also with a full battery charge.

Worst case scenario? If the power doesn’t come back on, we can start the generator, and we’ve got a full tank of gas.

Camping isn’t what it used to be!

For the record, we’ve spent our fair share of time sleeping on the hard ground in sleeping bags and dodging the rain, including a memorable outing at this same location when our tent blew over in the middle of the night, with our family in it…

And also a confession – this is an old pic, from a trip up here early in the autumn. Haven’t taken any pics yet this year.

Here’s to a happy Fourth of July for everyone!


Winner and New Release!

Drum roll, please!  The Random Number Generator has spoken, and our Winner in the Angels and Demons BlogHop is…

#29, Tyggy! I’ll be sending you your copy of Colors of the Night – hope you enjoy it. It should be right up your alley, judging from your comment 🙂

And a drum roll too for the grand prize winners:

Stephanie, Winner #1291, who won a Kindle Fire, and
Drake, Winner # 4695, who won an Amazon $60 Gift Card

It was a fabulous hop and I loved all your comments – hmm, hadn’t thought about an Angel’s extra added attraction of feathers, you were all very creative!

Our newest book was just released Sunday at Extasy Books! No angels or demons in this one (but you can bet we’re cooking some up for later) – just a happily married pair of baby boomers with an empty nest, trying to spice up their sex life. They’ve been doing great so far with exciting adventures in the swing lifestyle. Here’s the  cover, blurb and an excerpt:

The sought-after Unicorn, so elusive in the Swing Lifestyle. Now that Sarah Creston has materialized in Jen and Brett Andrews’ bed, what’s next?


It all seemed so simple: Sarah Creston would move in for the summer, Brett and Jen Andrews could revel in their new threesome, and everyone else would understand. But now Donna and Ryan – their best friends and lovers – won’t speak to them, and Jen seems so infatuated with Sarah that even Brett is worried about the consequences.

Battered from the double whammy of her husband’s death and caring for her aging parents, Sarah Creston thrills to Jen and Brett’s exquisite care and ravishing sex. Now that she’s had her first taste of a woman, will she be satisfied – or will she want more?  Everything hinges on what Sarah wants.



Feeling like a human sponge, Sarah sighed. Her eyelids fluttered open and shut as she tried to survey the scene around her, but all five senses were on overload.

“This is beyond my wildest imagination,” she mumbled to no one in particular.

Completely nude, she lay on her back atop Carl and Alice’s massage table. Her naked partners had already rubbed down every square inch of her backside—every square inch before turning her over to tend to her front. Sarah laced the fingers of her right hand through Jen’s hair as her lover suckled a breast as if it were their very first time. Similarly, Brett continued tonguing her other breast.

“We’re pleased that you’re pleased,” Carl said, bending over to kiss Sarah’s forehead without interrupting his steady massage of her temples.

“You’re amazing,” she whispered, puckering her lips while reaching up to pull his lips closer to hers. She sighed again as his lips covered hers for another soul searching kiss. Both he and his wife had proven to be incredible kissers. She could hardly wait to see what else they might be incredible at doing to her—or with her.

“Ah,” Sarah moaned. Her hips tensed.

Smiling, Carl broke their kiss and continued massaging her brow, giving her ample opportunity to appreciate Alice’s warm breath flowing over her pussy.

“Relax,” Alice cooed, blowing on her again.

Sarah did her best to soften her muscles, to sink deeper into the massage table and trust her body to her lovers.



Two Things

Thing One – Charlie Glickman, one of my fave bloggers, posted today on feeling delight. No huge new insights – just a thoughtful reflection on how easily we take delight in things around us when we’re little, how quickly most of us are socialized away from it, and how freeing and restorative it can be to return to our natural instinct for what’s delightful.

Thing Two – I’d just finished reading that when hubs came into the living room and said “Fireflies.” This evening is their first appearance this year, so we went outside and sat on the back deck for fifteen minutes watching them flicker and gradually rise.

Delightful. Thank you, Charlie.

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