Sex on the balcony?
Do you have those moments when your mouth outruns your brain? When you can hear yourself saying something out loud that you never, ever meant to say. Well, I seem to be having a week’s worth—and it’s only Monday! Today was terrifically long, and I missed my deadline to write about the Dirty Girls reading that took place tonight in San Francisco—or at least, is currently taking place. (If you missed the reading, don’t forget to buy the book! And if you buy the book—and like it—don't forget to slip Rachel a review on Amazon.)
I’m tired of ranting and ready for group sex out on the balcony.
Any takers?
XXX,
Alison
P.S. Winner of Velvet Heat is Jo, but I really ought to send her the Michael Madsen book.
Labels: Beneath the wisteria blossoms...
posted by Alison Tyler at 8:12 PM
4 Comments:
Oh, cool! - hmm, I might stick with the smut, thanks :)
Group sex on a balcony sounds a bit perilous to me. How strong are your supports?
Looks like those pigeons might be preparing for their own "group sex on the balcony" party.
I hope you've reserved a separate balcony for our party. Nothing against pigeons, but ...
When you mentioned balcony (and because it was you) I immediately thought of your recollection scene where Jack locked you out on the balcony at the beginning of your relationship. It had such resonance. Your need to know what he wanted you to do, and the way it set up the relationship, too, was so compelling. It flits through my head often.
Wow, thank you, Saskia... I actually had that balcony in mind when looking for art for this post. But type in "balcony" on ETSY, and you do get quite a few amazing shots.
There was also this balcony in Paris...
But that's *another* story.
XXX,
AT
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