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Tuesday Tales, What's My Address..

Happy March!


This week our group writes to the word prompt, "address".


“Michael, it’s so good to see you man.”“It’s awesome to see you awake. You scared the shit out of me.”“I don’t remember much, all of a sudden, bam, we were on the ground. How did I get out of there?”“We heard the commotion and immediately went out to the square. It took a little bit to find you, we finally did and got you in to safety.”“What about Prisha? She got hurt too.”“She’s alive, don’t worry about her.”“C’mon Michael, you gotta tell me more than that. I was protecting her.”“Why don’t you concentrate on getting your skinny ass outta that bed? You ain’t no good to anyone stuck on your back with an IV.”“I’m trying. My body is on a delay, like a television show to keep out anything inappropriate.”“Huh?” Obviously, Michael wasn’t familiar with how network programming works.“What I mean is, I can think about what I want to do, but, my body doesn’t react right away. I want to move my leg and it takes a few seconds for the command to work.”“The good news is you’re gonna get better. You can make it out of this.”“Okay, then, why isn’t anyone telling me about Prisha? She matters, dude, she’s my friend.”Michael walked around the room, cracking his knuckles. Something was up, he was avoiding any talk about Prisha. I think she really died and no one thinks I can handle the truth. Just like in that movie. “I can handle the truth. If she’s dead, just tell me. I have to deal with it sometime.”“You don’t need any more shit piled up.”“Shit? I knew what could happen, I put my life on the line. I was in the moment, unafraid but scared shitless at the same time. Hell, I probably pissed my pants lying there in the dirt with all those explosions going off around me. If I need to deal with more, then, for God’s sake, give it to me now so I can heal all the way around.” I don’t think Michael believed me. “I’m no pussy.”“Such a mouth, Guardian.” He shook his head, but also smiled. Maybe I was getting through to him. “Listen, your friend, Prisha, I’m not sure that’s even her real name.”“Please explain. Why would she lie about her name?”“She was working with the enemy.” Another bomb dropped in the room next to me. However, this one fell with a cruel, silent explosion. The blast reverberated within my consciousness, breaking me to the core. “No way, not her. She was young, vibrant, happy.” “She’s an amazing actress.” Michael rubbed a callous on his palm. “I don’t know what to tell you.”“Is she really alive?”“Yes, she’s alive, but not doing very well. We have her imprisoned in a medical unit- a secure address.”“Imprisoned? What the hell can she do from a hospital bed?”
“She’s dangerous, Guardian.”
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My Heart's All a-Flutter...Just Out of My Grasp

BookRhythm AuthorStroll....Let's Get Bodies Moving!

Welcome to The Locker!!!!I'm excited this month to be part of BookRhythm's AuthorStroll. We are having a little get together- mingling and chit chat highly welcomed! I'm Davee Jones and write contemporary, suspense, erotic, and romance. I have 11 books published. I've been writing for years, following my passion. So many characters have come to me, it’s been hard to choose a favorite. But, nonetheless, I finally selected one.
Check out the answers to BookRhythm’s questions:Which one of your characters was the hardest to write?-Lola Fontaine- she keeps revealing secrets I never imagined happened to her. She keeps her wit, absurdity, and strength through all of life’s trauma. But, I think she masks her insecurity with fledgling humor. She’s not as clueless as she pretends to be. I think she wants someone to take control to remove some of the pressure.
What did they like to do to keep you are your toes and how did you deal with this?-Lola has no filter, and I’m not sure where her urges and desires come from. I don’t know if she has any idea either. She means well, but, keeps getting hurt. Maybe she’s really a masochist in Dominant’s clothing.
What do you do in your spare time?-I collect cookbooks, I love to cook and can foods, keep the birdfeeders full, try to keep my Netflix addiction under control, think about new tattoos, and keep up with my crazy family. I used to exercise and participate in triathlons, but, about 3 years ago I began getting sick. The doctors knew I had auto-immune diseases, but, it took a very long time and so many doctors to determine I have rheumatoid arthritis and Sjogrens Syndrome. Now, I do yoga at least twice a week and am adapting my life. I’m not ready to let diseases dictate my life, it’s about getting back to my normal.
Who is your favorite author and why?-As a kid, I read all sorts of books. I loved Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys. I fell in love for the first time reading the Sweet Valley High series. I love Mary Higgins Clark, James Patterson, Patricia Cornwell, and John Grisham. But, when I got into romance again after being away from reading, I really enjoy Sylvia Day and Jasinda Wilder.
(But, please folks, if you haven’t, experience the Berenstains B Book…it’s guaranteed to bring a smile.)
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Does This Look Sexual to You? #Secretary

Ahoy  Fellow Fathomers! Happy Friday the 13th and Valentine's Day! I’m stuck inside for the majority of the day when I really should be exposing these reflector enhanced legs to some sunshine. Not that I tan well anyway, but I can at least achieve a muted shade of ivory over bright fluorescent white. I will not voice an opinon either way on FSOG. I've read many books, some including BDSM elements, and I write books with some BDSM elements. Please know this blog embraces all books in the genre.







Since I’m inside, I can write to you all! So, today in The Locker, Jumping on the bandwagon, I decided to talk about the recent hullaballoo over the raging BDSM and erotic romance craze sweeping the globe.  Yep, if you are on this blog, chances are in my favor that you know what I’m talking about, you know this Fifty Shades of Grey thing.

I find it ironic that in one of my all time fave movies, Secretary, the lead male protagonist’s name is E. Edward Grey. Coincidence, hmmm, we will have to wonder if there is meant to be an underlying familiarity. I own a copy of Secretary, even bought a second when my first DVD disappeared. I've watched the movie countless times, can recite the dialogue, and LOVE the movie soundtrack. I also recently downloaded the movie on Google Play and watch on my Smart Phone. Yeah, I'm obsessed.

Three Days Waiting on Prince Charming- "Put your hands on the desk, palms down, and don't move until I get back."Secretary resonated with me for many reasons. I first watched the movie while going through a divorce. I watched the movie and immediately, it spoke to me. (weird, maybe) But, Mr. Grey's law office was located on Ardmore Street. I worked in Ardmore, OK. I started counting all the coincidences and reasons I was meant to view this amazing film. Mr. Grey brought out the hidden confidence, beauty, and empowerment in Lee Holloway. Lee came to him broken, meek, self-deprecating. He loved her enough to help her shine.

If you enjoy or curious about this world, I encourage you to watch Secretary. No, there aren't the eye popping sex scenes. The mental display and devotion are enough to make me swoon. This movie gets down to the brass tacks.

 I wanted a new kind of freedom and found it in a dungeon club in Dallas. While my time there was limited, I found wonder and stomach dropping delight in what these folks were doing. It was so expressive, therapeutic, and awe-inspiring. Secretary the Movie Worth the Wait, Absolutely


For fun, I opened up Google and typed in simply, BDSM- many more things popped up this time than they did about nine years ago when I first began checking it out. Yes, brutal truth here, I dabbled in The Lifestyle for a while and greatly enjoyed the experience. I learned many new and valuable aspects about myself. Most of the joy I practiced came mentally from private revelations and personal growth-all related to elements of BDSM play. Rotten Tomatoes Review Secretary
Wow, what a ride… However, my own experiences pale shamefully in comparison to what I really wanted to try. Most of my imagery comes strictly from the depths of my sometimes-twisted imagination.  When you read anything of mine, you will just have to wonder what I personally own and what I cooked up. ;) My BDSM BookIt was around this timeframe, ten or so years ago, I began the outline for my book, Finless. As words took shape, I built it chapter by chapter until I had a workable novel. I added elements to surprise and intrigue that just may offend some readers, but, if it gets you thinking and talking, then, I’ve attained my goal with Finless.
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A Dominatrix Takes Control In This SeriesIf I could share anything from my four decades on this planet, it would be encouragement for you. Read something new, research what fascinates you, and breathe new life into your lungs. Fathomers, take a chance, take a risk, try something new-a big, bold new world awaits and maybe it starts with just one sentence...

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BLURB: Georgia Trenton has always been lucky in lust but hasn’t ever been interested in love. She prefers quickies to courtships, never seeing the need for more than just sex.
Years of listening to her best friend Danielle’s relationship woes had assured her she was right to avoid romance altogether. But ever since Dani returned from vacation in love and looking like the poster girl for happily ever after with her new boyfriend Evan Weston, Georgia has been questioning her wild ways and thinking about the future.
In an attempt to forget about the uncertainties that plague her and escape the constant symphony of sex noises coming through the walls of her apartment thanks to Evan and Danielle, Georgia jets off to Desire Resort & Spa hoping to enjoy the rowdy vacation hotspot the way it was meant to be enjoyed.
No strings attached. No commitments. And with one sexy stranger…no names.
But when strings appear, complicating what was supposed to be a carefree getaway, and commitment suddenly doesn’t sound as bad as it used to, Georgia finds herself wondering if lust is really enough.

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Author Name: Jillian Jacobs writes Paranormal and Contemporary with suspenseful elements.


In the spring of 2013, Jillian Jacobs changed her career path and became a romance writer. After reading for years, she figured writing a romance would be quick and easy. Nope! With the guidance of the Indiana Romance Writers of America chapter, she’s learned there are many "rules" to writing a proper romance. Being re-schooled has been an interesting journey, and she hopes the best trails are yet to be traveled. Water’s Threshold, the first in Jillian’s Elementals series, was a finalist in Chicago-North’s 2014 Fire and Ice contest in the Women’s Fiction category. Jillian is a: Tea Guzzler, Polish Pottery Hoarder, and lover of all things Moose.

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Series Name: The O-line Series, Book: 1

She spent her life fighting for middle ground, and now that she’s found it, she’ll fight for her life.

Ember Brooks yearns for an end to the dark chapters of her life—abusive mother, negligent father, teenage trauma, and sibling suicide. Determined to escape her traumatic past, Ember is finally headed for solid ground, gathering strength and balance with the help of her trusted counselor and friend, Xander Kane.

Still reeling from the death of her brother, Ember finds solace when Manchester Marauders center, Owen Killion goes on the offensive and barrels into her life. Both on the football field and off, Owen is sure-footed and confident. With his domineering presence and reliable nature, he alters her game-plan. But for a girl continually left on the sidelines, can she leave her heart on the line?

When Ember is the victim of increasingly dangerous incidents, and Xander changes the course of their relationship, once more her life spirals out of control.

Ember trusts Owen to guard their love, but when someone else is calling the shots, can they reach the end zone or will they fumble?



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Tuesday Tales and a Sultry Image

Happy early Valentine's Day!


This week our group writes to a very sexy inspired photo:


Our picture prompts are only 300 words, no less - no more. Let's see how this image inspired me this week.  
"We are open with each other, I’m still the same woman.”

“I’m not the same man.”  I wouldn’t leave anything open ended.

“I know you are, Rudy. You have a new energy.” She leaned down to kiss me, lingering face to face, catching my gaze. “You’re extraordinary.”

How could Lola not know this energy came from our connection? “In many ways, you make me better.When I first met you, I didn’t know what I was missing out on. You filled the gaps, all the spaces my love needed to go.”

“Love?” Hiding a shy smile, she spurred me on, I couldn’t stop now. “But, we have a strange beginning.”

“I won’t stop coming to the LockHim Room. We created an atmosphere of trust, love- the ultimate connection. I trust you more than anyone.”

“I know, I loved being in there with you. It’s just…we had a different routine then.”

“Do you think people in wheelchairs can’t get into S & m?”

“I never thought about the situation.”

“I’m more than a situation, Lola. I’m a flesh and blood man, the same man as when I stood on two feet taking your flogger and eating up every…single… moment.” Our conversation couldn’t end with her feeling sorry for me, I didn’t want that. “I don’t want you hanging around here if you won’t accept me as the same man you whipped for both our pleasures.” Not now, she couldn’t reject me now. Not when I had so little pride left. I could never let her see how broken I still was.

“What if I hurt you?”
“Seriously? That’s your response. I’m not the weakling getting sand kicked in my face. You’re my rescuer for a completely different reason. You make me feel like the man I was before this damn accident.”

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RA and Pruritis AKA - FREAKING ITCHING

Hello everyone...
Living with autoimmune disease is a challenge.  I have RA and Sjogrens. The maddening part is sometimes the day brings a new challenge I didn't expect. Take Saturday for example, my body went into full-on itching powder craziness.

I have a high allergy level to trees, weeds, grass, some pet danders, mold, well...you get the picture. Because the same processes that attack allergens also wreaks havoc with the auto-immune system.

I also have neuropathy and a loss of sensation. Which I realize is an odd combination when I have the horrible itching, but, my skin lacks sensation.

Huh?

The itching is like an inside out hives, imagine deep under the skin all of a sudden, a thousand chiggers invaded. You try and try scratching to get to the source. but, you can't.

Well, I sat in a tub of epsom salt and warm water trying to soothe achy tired muscles and joints. Then, I began scratching the insatiable itch.

Here's the result, and I didn't know this was happening:


These marks aren't just red streaks, they are now hickie looking stripes up and down both legs. I didn't feel how deeply I was scratching. Scary stuff.It reminded me of going to the dentist and receiving novacaine. The dentist instructs you to be careful because you could bite your jaw or lip and not feel it. What I'm cautioning you, please be careful. With damages to your nervous system you could be rougher or not as careful as you should be.  

Random Aches and Pains - Just Out of My Grasp