Thursday, November 27, 2014

Happy Spanksgiving and a Truth and a Lie wk 29

Happy Spanksgiving! 

If you are just joining us, Here is the format-
One Truth, One Lie (you figure out which is which). 

So, last time I told you- I am a ventriloquist (puppet and all). The belt is my favorite spanking implement.

The Truth is- The belt is my favorite spanking implement. NOTHING LIKE IT. Yum!

Oh - so now for this week's Truth and a Lie: My favorite part of Thanksgiving dinner is the stuffing. I am going to star in a play about Thanksgiving and I am the turkey.


Remember to come back next Thursday for the answer. 




Now if you want to pick up my previous Truth and a Lie series, they are tucked away in these posts.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The Bishops First Bride by Rayanna Jamison

Today my guest is Rayanna Jamison, best selling author of The Love Multiplied series. If you love sister wives you will know why Rayanna's polygamy books are so popular. 

You are in luck, because besides giving you a free excerpt from her latest release, The Bishop's First Bride, I snagged Rayanna to ask her what she likes to read, and guess what she is reading now...


Rayanna: Getting ready to read His Forever Summer by Tara Finnegan, and A Brush of Violet by Corrine Alexander, the 2nd and 3rd books in Corbin’s Bend Season 2.


The Bishop's First Bride
http://www.amazon.com/Bishops-First-Bride-Rayanna-Jamison-ebook/dp/B00P9HJFXW/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1416348253&sr=8-2&keywords=rayanna+jamison
Rosa Collins was only sixteen when she received a vision telling her of her future husband. Knowing that her husband would be Lucas, the Bishop's son, and future Bishop of Green Valley, both thrilled and terrified her. They were a match made in heaven, she knew, perfect for each other.


But becoming the Bishop's Wife is harder than Rosa anticipated. She struggles to transform herself into the perfect Bishop's Wife that her husband needs.


Lucas misses the real Rosa. Somewhere between getting married, and becoming the future Bishop's wife, his beloved wife has lost part of herself. Lucas knows that a good, old fashioned spanking is exactly what Rosa needs to help her find balance in her unrealistic expectations of what the perfect wife should be. But, try as he might, that balance doesn't come easily for Rosa, and it certainly didn't help that her high school nemesis kept popping up and making trouble.


Will Lucas help her realize that all he wants is for his wife to be happy? Can Rosa pull herself together enough to become the Bishop's First Wife?


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~~~~~~FREE EXCEPT BELOW~~~~~~~

Carolyn stopped short in front of them, and immediately began to fawn over Luke, and ignore the fact that Rosa was even there.

“Lucas Miller! Is that you? Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes! It’s been what, two years?” Carolyn drawled, grabbing Luke to her chest in a forced hug. Luke sent Rosa a deer caught in headlights look, and carefully disentangled himself from the force that was Carolyn.

Rosa breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, Luke had it under control. He had always known just how to handle Carolyn.

“Carolyn.” Luke’s greeting was short but kind. He was never unkind-he would make a wonderful bishop, Rosa knew.

“Luke” Carolyn drawled, running a finger across his chest suggestively. “Is that any way to greet an old friend?” Carolyn puffed out her bottom lip in an exaggerated pout and Rosa couldn’t stop herself from rolling her eyes.

Luke was too nice. He actually fell for Carolyn’s pouting, and apologized for his short greeting. Rosa couldn’t believe it. She had always thought Luke too smart for Carolyn’s wiles, and now with a pout and an eyelash flutter he was eating out of her hand?

“I’m sorry Carolyn- that was rude of me. It’s nice to see you. You look well. Surely, you remember Rosa Collins?”

Carolyn smiled at Rosa for a half of a second before turning her attention back to Luke. “Are you just in town for the day Lucas? I’ve just finished my last class of the day, and I was heading over to this little café over yonder to get a snack. Why don’t you say goodbye to your friend and meet me over there in a few minutes?”

Rosa saw red. She didn’t even wait to see how Lucas would respond as all rational thought had left her brain at that point.

She sidestepped in front of Lucas, so that she was effectively wedged between Lucas and Carolyn, and putting both hands in front of her gave Carolyn a mighty shove- causing her to fall backwards into the street, right in a mud puddle. “I’m not his friend- I’m his fiancée!”

Carolyn just sat sputtering in the middle of the mud puddle- big crocodile tears forming in her eyes. “Well- I never!”



“Yeah? Well maybe you should never just a little more often! Why don’t you learn to act like a lady, and keep your hands off of my man! That’s right Carolyn- he’s mine, and we’re getting married in three weeks. Forgive me if your invitation gets lost in the mail!” Rosa was screaming and beginning to create quite a scene, before Luke jumped into action.

Rosa was still screaming choice words at Carolyn, when Luke stepped forward and graciously helped her out of the puddle- which only served to make Rosa angrier.

Her brain completely left her then, and when Luke reached down and offered Carolyn his hand, Rosa pushed him over too! Carolyn saw it coming, and scooted out of the way, and Luke fell in the puddle beside her with a splash, spraying more mud to cover her face and the front of her dress.

That’s when Rosa finally realized she had gone too far. She watched horrified, as a scowling, unamused Lucas rose from the puddle. His eyes were dark as he sent her a warning glance before turning and helping Carolyn out of the puddle.



Walking up to her, he leaned in close. “Do.not.move” he told her, his voice hard between gritted teeth.


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Friday, November 7, 2014

A Silly Meme

I normally don't take part in memes or facebook pass it alongs. I'm sorry if you have tagged me in the past and I didn't respond. In the past, I've done a couple, but for now, with trying to juggle media and writing and then my family too, I've decided to not take part in any of them so as not to hurt anyone's feelings by picking and choosing. 

Now today, however, I wanted to share this silly meme. Take it or leave it. I'm not asking you to copy. :) If you want to read this nonsense about me, have at it no strings attached. 


  1. Favorite food when you were a child? hmmm perhaps Pierogies and sour cream.
  2. What’s the #1 most played song on your iPod? Don't have an ipod and it changes as idecide I like newer songs. Right now, All of Me by John Legend
  3. What is one of your favorite quotes? "There are two ways to reach the top of an oak tree—you can climb it or you can sit on an acorn and wait." – Unknown
  4. What’s your favorite indoor/outdoor activity? Reading. (duh)
  5. What chore do you absolutely hate doing? Vacuuming
  6. What is your favorite form of exercise? sex
  7. What is your favorite time of day/day of the week/month of the year? Thanksgiving
  8. What’s your least favorite mode of transportation? Hayride full of kids singing christmas songs.
  9. What is your favorite body part? sheesh, really? um, my elbows. 
  10. What sound do you love? guitar, any song. Acustic guitar

  11. If you could throw any kind of party, what would it be like and what would it be for? Family friendly, outdoors, BBQ, Volley Ball 
  12. If you could paint a picture of any scenery you’ve seen before, what would you paint? Faces: An old old woman, eyes filled with wisdom. An old man, tears of pride, honor and sadness that can only be understood by another veteran who served that day, standing at the wall of deceased veterans at the Pearl Harbor Arizona Memorial. A firefighter, police officer, survivor trying to relive the terror they witnessed on Sept. 11th, 2001 so that the day would never be forgotten. The tear filled eyes of both mother and father, as they look at their first child, the first time they hold him in their arms. The look of pride in the same parent's eyes, that child's graduation day. Faces, expressions, eyes tell many stories. I could go on all day.
  13. If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be? 26
  14. If you knew the world was ending in 2014, what would you do differently? Spend every single moment with my family.
  15. If you could choose anyone, who would you pick as your mentor? Gosh, I have so many... In this life: first and foremost, Bree--but riding a very close second, Renee. In my real life: my bestfriend--my husband.
  16. If you could witness any event past, present or future, what would it be? I'm not sure, I may come back to this one.
  17. If you could learn to do anything, what would it be? Play the piano.
  18. If you had to work on only one project for the next year, what would it be? What? Really? I have ADHD this "one" thing would never work. LOL
  19. If you were immortal for a day, what would you do? unsure.
  20. If you had to change your first name, what would you change it to? Um, I've already changed it to Patty, lol and Abbie double LOL
  21. If you could meet anyone, living or dead, who would you meet? 
  22. If you won the lottery, what is the first thing you would do? Take my family to FL again.
  23. If you were reincarnated as an animal/drink/ice cream flavor, what would it be? A cat, of course.
  24. If you could know the answer to any question, besides “What is the meaning of life?”, what would it be? How the heck did E.L. James get that damn book into the big time?
  25. If you could be any fictional character, who would you choose? :) My Jessie from Choices.

  26. Which celebrity do you get mistaken for? The girl on Punch Drunk Love.
  27. What do you want to be when you grow up? I don't want to grow up!! I refuse.
  28. When you have 30 minutes of free-time, how do you pass the time? Pinterest
  29. What would you name the autobiography of your life? "You Won't Believe This", (a comedy)
  30. What songs are included on the soundtrack to your life? God Blessed the Broken Road by Rascal Flats
  31. Have you ever had something happen to you that you thought was bad but it turned out to be for the best? 
  32. What was one of the best parties you’ve ever been to? My wedding reception ;)
  33. What was the last movie, TV show or book that made you cry or tear up? I'm not totally sure, I don't cry a lot. I mean for movies/books. Anyway, I cried as I wrote Christmas Joy.
  34. What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done? Telling my husband about my spanking desires.
  35. What was the last experience that made you a stronger person? My father's death.
  36. What did you do growing up that got you into trouble? As, with today--I insist I was an angel.
  37. When was the last time you had an amazing meal? I love to cook, and to be completely honest, My cooking is my favorite. So yes, many times I sit there in complete ecstasy over some meal I've cooked.
  38. What’s the best/worst gift you’ve ever given/received? The worst was th--at least two sizes too small, silver, glittery turtleneck sweater hubby bought me last Christmas. The best, may have been my bread machine.
  39. What do you miss most about being a kid? Oh gosh, how long do I have? I have a list!
  40. What is your first memory of being really excited? Rainbow Bright Doll for Christmas, 4ish years old?
  41. What was the first thing you bought with your own money? Guess jean jacket.
  42. When was the last time you were nervous? I don't get nervous often, but when I do it'swhen i'm going to be spanked. I actually smile and giggle.
  43. What is something you learned in the last week? That my son can spell his spelling list correctly when encouraged with a can of Code Red.
  44. What story does your family always tell about you? It really depends on who you ask.there are many 'stories' about me.. For example: my son may tell you that I shouldn't drink eggnog because my eggnog farts make his eyes water. My husband may tell you that my morning breath makes his eyelashes curl. My daughter may tell you that the guys she hangs around with like me more than her. The best friend I told about my spanking err interests says I'm a pervert. (I believe Bethany said something to that effect to Bella, her hubby, Bree and I at the dinner one night.) My mom will say I am the best of her kids and the only time I was difficult as a child was when I was sick. My sister will say we are bestfriends, and that she would have sat in her bedroom reading her life away if I didn't drag her outside to build forts and climb trees all the time. 
  45. At what age did you become an adult? I'll get back to you on this one when I grow up.
  46. Is a picture worth a thousand words? Elaborate. Absolutely. See above.
  47. Where’s Waldo? Who cares?
  48. The best part of waking up is? Of course, Folgers, unless like me you prefer Green Mountain Breakfast Blend.
  49. How now brown cow? EEEW! I hate those cow candy sticks. Hubby dearest loves them.
  50. Whasssssuuuupppppp? An editor's eyebrows.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Truth and a Lie wk. 28

If you are just joining us, Here is the format-
One Truth, One Lie (you figure out which is which) 

So, last time I told you- My design and home decor style is country and western. I can also recite the ABC's backwards. 


The Truth is- I can recite my ABC's backward, an accomplishment that does not receive the appreciation it deserves. My decor is more of a shabby chic and warm earthtones



Oh - so now for this week's Truth and a Lie: 
I am a ventriloquist (puppet and all). The belt is my favorite spanking implement.



Remember to come back next Thursday for the answer. 

Now if you want to pick up my previous Truth and a Lie series, they are tucked away in these posts.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

#satspanks Bringing it Back


Here is another teaser from my first book, Tough Choice.

~~~~

“What are you doing?” she squeaked out as the first crack sounded across her jean clad bottom. “Stop! Ow! Stop! You can’t do this. Owieee…. Stop it right now!” Amidst a crack upon each word, she tried more firmly to lift her torso and look behind her. She struggled against him, trying to free herself to no avail. He had her firmly in hand. Literally. His left hand held her waist so that she couldn’t slide away and his right hand was wailing on her backside. Fire engulfed her bottom. And he wasn’t saying a word.


Tough Choice
It hadn’t taken Jessie long to figure out that Gabe was the one for her. After all, she'd practically begged him to marry her. Now that they were married, though, Gabe had started laying down rules and asking Jessie to start making some tough choices. What's a girl to do when she has to choose between her credit cards and a spanking?

But really, Jessie soon wonders, who lives like that nowadays? She loves Gabe, but is it worth it? When Gabe asks Jessie to stick with it for a year and see if it doesn’t make their marriage stronger, she knows that she has to make some hard decisions. What will she choose, and what will her choices cost her?

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Truth and a Lie, wk. 27

If you are just joining us, Here is the format-
One Truth, One Lie (you figure out which is which) 

So, last time I told you- I am not an introvert, although I've been accused of it. I can play the piano.


The Truth is- I cannot play the piano. I wish I could, but it's a lie. I am not an introvert. If you meet me in person we will be best friends. I lead many community groups and events, but I periodically check out. I hate answering my phone or even listening to messages. If you want to reach me email or text. :) (but, I'm not guaranteeing a response. jk



Oh - so now for this week's Truth and a Lie: My design and home decor style is country and western. I can also recite the ABC's backwards. 



Remember to come back next Thursday for the answer. 

Now if you want to pick up my previous Truth and a Lie series, they are tucked away in these posts.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Rescued by the Spy by Patricia Green

by Patricia Green

Can an undercover spy save the women he loves
 without blowing his cover? 
SF Erotic Romance



http://www.amazon.com/Rescued-Spy-Patricia-Green-ebook/dp/B00O5X11Z6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1414428187&sr=8-1&keywords=rescued+by+the+spy
A spy working for the Solarian Federation...

Michael O'Malley is undercover in a sting operation against Jerold Laricon, a man with Machiavellian social restructuring schemes and a desire for world domination.

Kidnapped and kept as a sex slave...

Could there be a worse time for Nina Stanley, O’Malley’s old flame, to show up in Ligeia as a kidnap victim? Sure, he wants to save her, but his job is to crush Laricon's slave trade and vicious rise to power.

The young and beautiful "spare"...

Muddying the waters is Michael’s need to fit in and partake of the succulent fruits on Laricon’s human slave tree--including Alyssa, a willing sex slave he's forced to take as his own. Now he has two women counting on him, and the fate of a world.

Nina's goal is to get out...

No matter what it takes. Nina is appalled by what she experiences in Ligeia at the hands of the evil Laricon, but what if the price of her freedom is Michael's life? Can she live with herself if that happens?

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Excerpt:

“Who are you?” Laricon said softly, looking at his nails and not at the beautiful, naked girl in front of him.

“Nina Stanleysir.”

Michael felt the bottom drop out of his stomach as he peered through the glare and smoke at the blonde. No wonder she was so familiar! He knew this woman, and although her hair was different, and she was a few kilos heavier, he had fantasized about her for the past six years. The day got a lot darker as he wracked his brain about what to do.

Laricon smiled, still studying his nails. “Nina Stanley, the quick learner,” he said. “I’m Jerold Laricon, The Great Man here in the Ligeian settlement on the moon Titan.” He stepped back half a pace. “Teeth, Ed.”

Ed Walker checked Nina’s mouth, more to test her cooperativeness than anything else. She’d already passed the medical scan or she wouldn’t be here.

Laricon stood up and reached for Nina’s taut nipples, taking them between thumb and forefinger. She trembled and growled deep in her throat, showing her unwillingness, but didn’t struggle. Laricon raised an eyebrow as he began to apply pressure to the sensitive buds.



Nearby, Michael gritted his teeth and tried to appear casual, though he could see the girl’s pain level begin to rise. He always hated these demonstrations, but Laricon delighted in them.