tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46573574949876591182024-03-16T11:51:22.038-07:00Romantic Interludes Find joy in everyday life through the musings of an erotic romance writer. Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.comBlogger1316125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-75272449268936787092024-03-12T07:00:00.000-07:002024-03-12T07:00:00.130-07:00Tasty Tuesday - Chocolate-Irish Cream Cheesecake<p> </p><p align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18pt;">In
honor of St. Patrick's Day <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18pt;">I
thought I'd post something Irish to get your mojo going.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18pt;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxVzR2F8D2UwJQElZgDoB0PwK1jeICQmWmBauln9Geee7aCjwB4WB1kXcfSSZTE1gwP0wyf9TeW2HtUcEGtwS8ixrpfEu-_nMBtRFR2fapgZnE8iCRYfTMIa5B-Gp1VSD_TbR57D14FxdIdLqySmfdkQDw5E_ftCTHWKWu0_ti8wzWX1H9IwtvOJQQTn9R/s900/aileys-Chocolate-Cheesecake-019.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxVzR2F8D2UwJQElZgDoB0PwK1jeICQmWmBauln9Geee7aCjwB4WB1kXcfSSZTE1gwP0wyf9TeW2HtUcEGtwS8ixrpfEu-_nMBtRFR2fapgZnE8iCRYfTMIa5B-Gp1VSD_TbR57D14FxdIdLqySmfdkQDw5E_ftCTHWKWu0_ti8wzWX1H9IwtvOJQQTn9R/s320/aileys-Chocolate-Cheesecake-019.jpg" width="213" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18pt;"><br /> </span><p></p>
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is a couple of my favorite St. Patty recopies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I suggest making them and enjoying them with your special someone.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: "Palatino Linotype","serif"; font-size: 15pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Chocolate-Irish
Cream Cheesecake<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Ingredients:<u><span style="display: none; mso-hide: all;">Chocolate-Irish Cream Cheesecake</span></u></span></b><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
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1/2</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> cupsfinely crushed chocolate wafers
(about 18 cookies)*<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">tablespoons butter, melted*<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">8 ounce packages cream cheese,
softened<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">8 ounce carton dairy sour cream<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">cup sugar<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">8 ounce package semisweet chocolate,
melted and cooled<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">eggs<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">1/2 </span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">cup Irish cream liqueur<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">tablespoons whipping cream or milk<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">teaspoons vanilla<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Directions:<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">1.</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Preheat oven to 325 degrees F. For crust, in a medium bowl,
combine crushed chocolate wafers, melted butter, and cinnamon; toss gently to
mix. Press mixture onto the bottom and up the side of a 9- or 10-inch
spring form pan. Set aside.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">2.</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For filling, in a
large bowl, combine cream cheese, sour cream, sugar, and melted chocolate. Beat
with an electric mixer on medium to high speed until smooth. Using a wooden
spoon, stir in eggs just until combined. Stir in liqueur, whipping cream or
milk, and vanilla.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">3. </span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Pour filling into the crust-lined pan. Place
springform pan in shallow baking pan. Bake for 50 to 60 minutes or until center
appears nearly set when gently shaken.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-76884179354824248142024-03-08T05:00:00.000-08:002024-03-08T05:00:00.121-08:00Fun Friday - Date Night In<div style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin: 0in 0in 6.25pt; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;">
<strong><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Send the kids out for the night and stay in.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Read out from an erotic book
and play the characters.</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"> </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Pick
out your favorite erotic novel or collection of short stories and read out to
each other, taking turns to play the lead characters. And each time one of you
have to read out an erotic passage that involves touching or fondling body
parts, read the action and do the exact same thing on your partner’s body.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><o:p>I highly suggest my book <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Handcuffs-Silk-Night-Stand-Series-ebook/dp/B0057P9QPS">Handcuffs & Silk</a>. </o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><o:p>It contains some excellent role playing passages. </o:p></span></div>
Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-59235108532912584902024-03-07T05:00:00.000-08:002024-03-07T05:00:00.243-08:00#Thursday13 - Reasons to Read Eagle Dance<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21.4667px;"><b><span style="color: #20124d;">a list of tempting teases to inspire you to read Eagle Dance</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px;">1. The sex is incredibly hot!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px;">2. </span><span style="font-size: 16px;"><i>“You say it like Dee-aww-mee.” </i></span><span style="font-size: 16px;"><i>Dyami enunciated slowly.</i></span><span style="font-size: 16px;"> </span><span style="font-size: 16px;">Dyami is a Native American Eagle Shifter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">3. <i>The goatee on his chin, and the dark brows, gave him a devilish appearance and, when he smiled, she ached to climb all over him.</i></span><span style="font-size: 16px;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: center;">Dyami Schafer is sexy as hell.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px;">4. He’s an ex-marine who’s now a Conservation Officer in Michigan and main job is catching poachers.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px;">5. He's muscular, a hot 6’7" and loves to dance. <o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-size: 16px;"><i>Dyami moved in behind her and, without a word, seized her waist, joining her rocking movement in time with the music, his body radiating warmth.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px;">6. He has a soft spot in his heart for rescued animals. What a guy!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px;">7. Amanda Collins is a tall natural beauty, an artist and very down to earth with a great sense of humor.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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combined. Divide ice cream mixture among 8 glasses. Drizzle with chocolate
sauce and, if desired, serve with chocolate-covered pretzel rods. Makes 8
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Shake</span></u></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u><span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; display: none; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 130%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hide: all;">Preheat oven to 325 degrees F. For crust, in
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minutes more. Remove side of springform pan. Cool for 1 hour. Cover and chill
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His mission of spying on the woman Madame Eve matched for him changed into an all-morning event. The minute Lucy walked out of the cottage he’d sensed her spirit calling to him and begging release. It was apparent as soon as she stepped off the porch to follow the crow that she would make a transformation easily. Her innocence brought out his protective streak, yet he wanted to teach her everything and take her to heights of passion. His pride swelled that he’d been the chosen one for the task.<br />
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Of all the people he’d met and the women he experienced intimately, she hypnotized him with her words. He lusted after not only her beauty but her soul, with the hesitant demeanor and even her wild hair separating her from all others. Beautiful organic shades of red and orange were revealed as the locks danced in the wind. Never had he seen hair like that before. So alive!<br />
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Her pale skin altered his opinion of the color white. He’d always considered the pallid shade boring. Her skin was that of an angel, light as the beach sand, smooth as milk and honey. He recognized the presence of the Water Spirit and noticed a calming of her aura. Her invitation to sit with her on the beach delighted him. He’d smelled magic in the blood he drew on her wrist. Her lovely eyes focused his attention on the eagerness of her soul yearning to be set free, stirring a longing obscured under personal responsibilities. His crow begged to claim her. Could it be possible she possessed a spirit animal akin to his own?<br />
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Because of her keen response to the bird, he predicted her reaction to the man would be more fervent. His cock grew hard, his palms itched to touch the milky skin and he hungered to taste her.<br />
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“You have been a mouse too long.” He whispered to the wind, “It is time to let the fiery angel fly. Trust me. Believe in me. I will show you how to soar.”<br />
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1.“Well, well. What do we have here? Why, it’s the poster boy for the rich and flashy cowboys. Where’s your hat?” he teased. “Don’t you think you’re too…shiny?” </div>
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3.“The Crow is a carrier of souls from darkness into light and defeats fear in the shadows. He is a keeper of spiritual law.” Her breath caught in her throat and she lifted her eyes to meet his black, glassy stare. “I wish I could keep you with me always and you could shield me from my own fears lurking in the shadows of my mind.” </div>
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4. “You have been a mouse too long.” He whispered to the wind, “It is time to let the fiery angel fly. Trust me. Believe in me. I will show you how to soar.” </div>
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5.“Your skin is the blush of the palest flower.” He inhaled. “Hmm…I smell honeysuckle. You have the most beautiful hair I’ve ever seen. It is so vibrant with fierce, turbulent colors. Inside you is an inferno of sexuality yearning to be released. My angel, come with me into the darkness so I may help you find light.” </div>
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6. “Walk gently through the wood, and you will know its splendor. They are the skin, the tissue, the life of the world.” Tecumseh tucked her hand into the crook of his arm. “Find the beauty in all things, even the darkness; for without darkness we wouldn’t know light.” </div>
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7.“That’s it, my fiery angel.” His breath caressed her neck. “Wake up and take what you want. Empowerment of a woman begins deep within her. Feed your power. Use me to grow stronger.” </div>
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8. “Part of getting over a fear is becoming familiar with what you are afraid of.” </div>
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9. “I am a man who is yours tonight, Lucy.” He walked toward her with arms out from his sides, exposing his nudity. “Draw on the power within you. Look at me. Overcome your apprehension of men. Have I not shown you gentleness?"</div>
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10. “Lay down.” Her voice firm with the command, she stepped back and pointed to the blanket. </div>
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11. “By the spirits, woman, be careful what you do.” </div>
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12. “Hmm….” The sexy feminine purr about killed him. “Spirit of the Crow, I want to fly. Can you help me fly?”</div>
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13. “Relax and lean into me.” His rhythmic voice lulled her into complete trust. “Close your eyes. It is time to not see but to feel.</div>
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<span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;">Lucy Richards is tired of being timid around men. Hoping to overcome her fears and feel like a real woman, she turns to Madame Eve to find a man who will fulfill that goal. Eve arranges a one-night stand with a handsome Shawnee shaman who will teach Lucy to use her womanly power and take her to unimaginable heights.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;">Shape shifter Seth Crowe is a Keeper of the Spiritual Law who carries souls from darkness to light, and enjoys using his body to accomplish his magic.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: "Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Amazon Ember", Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">Tucked away in the Castillo Poconos Resort, Seth helps Lucy find spiritual and sexual freedom, never dreaming he might find his own mate in the bargain.</span> </div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Stephanie
"Stiff" Johnson, is a tough Las Vegas cop who many men find too
intimidating to date. Steph begins to wonder if something is wrong with her so
she turns to Madame Eve to find a man who could be the yin to her yang, even if
it's just for one night.<br />
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Hunter Mason left behind years of living as a sub to a female Domme in New
York. Upon return to his hometown, he questions whether he wants to continue
with the "lifestyle" or find something different. Turning to 1 Night
Stand, he hopes to sample his options.<br />
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A simple one-night stand opens a whole new sensuous world to both.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">The blades of
the chopper sliced through the heat of the night as it flew over the City of
Lights. Casinos glowed in various hues of blue, plum, gold, green, and silver,
casting a magical aura. Spotlights danced in the night, graceful fingers
tickling the sinister side of Vegas. Unsuspecting people moved about, flitting
from place to place, searching for excitement and fulfillment while cars in
traffic jams occasionally brought the pulsing arteries in the heart of the city
to a temporary halt. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">Being a Las
Vegas cop, Steph recognized the evil lurking in the shadows of the beautiful
city, also known as Sin City. As the chopper made a turn, she viewed the vast
landscape as an artist’s canvas. The awesome structures designed and built by
nameless men. So many lives below. Where there is sin and sadness, one will
also find love and happiness. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">With a deep
sigh, Steph continued to gaze at the site, wondering where she fit into the
street party of existence. Not a single malicious bone in her body, yet a
monster lurked inside, crying to be set free. And, despite the desire to have a
special someone to share a lifetime of love and happiness, meaningless
one-night stands never filled the emptiness inside. Lately, living and
breathing her job had become her reason for lack of a social life. That, and
always being looked at as <i>one of the guys </i>and a <i>hard ass</i>. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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cops‟ wives had made it their mission to fix her up with someone. Despite their
efforts to feminize her, she intimidated the men they’d found for her. Not
considered butch—she had all the right curves in all the right places and could
wear sexy clothing that normally only looked good on a model—but everyone knew
how tough she could be. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">Controlling the
power hidden deep inside her proved to be difficult and had ruined many
relationships. Her last boyfriend liked to try kinky things, but had his
limits. She’d gone out with a guy who’d insisted she be submissive to him, but
that felt completely false and ended shortly after it began. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">Frustrated at
her inability to escape her reputation, she’d applied with an online dating
service, 1NightStand. Not a regular matchmaking site, but more upscale; the
mysterious owner, Madame Evangeline, had an amazing ability to find just the
right person to satisfy one’s needs. Or so Steph had been told. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">Her cell phone
vibrated. Glancing at the screen, she noticed an email from 1NightStand.
Instinct told her Eve was probably letting her know the dating service could
not match her up. To avoid disappointment until back on the ground, Steph put
the phone back in its holster. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-42366490580304763402024-02-27T05:00:00.000-08:002024-02-27T05:00:00.130-08:00TASTY TUESDAY - FOOD FOR SEX<br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"><o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p></span></i></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Now who would have thought that something as
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<strong>Egg Mcmuffin:</strong> A bacon and egg Mcmuffin may seem like a very unhealthy meal
choice, but for sex this food combination is very beneficial. It contains zinc
which helps keep the woman lubricated and the ingredient that the man needs to
produce semen. It also contains a B vitamin that helps trigger explosive
sneezes and orgasms. <br />
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<strong>Ants on a Log</strong> (Celery, Peanut Butter, and Raisins): This is a great snack for
both sexes. <br />
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<strong>Celery</strong> is packed with androstenone and androstenol; two pheromones that can
help men attract women like the plague. Every time you crunch on celery these
odor molecules are released that help to boost arousal. <br />
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<strong>Peanut butter</strong>, containing nuts with mono-unsaturated fats, are a well known
source of arginine – an amino acid that helps produce blood flow. Men that eat
healthy fat found in nuts are also known to have high amounts of testosterone. <br />
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Raisins</strong> are packed with lignans, which are phytoestrogens that balance women’s
hormone levels. They are also a source of antioxidant which helps increase
blood flow down below<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>To get your mojo moving try wearing a favorite crystal or a talisman. </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>While surfing the web looking for crow related jewelry, I came across this fine item.</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em><br /></em></span></div>
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Apsáalooke is the Indian name of the Crow tribe.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
In Shamanism, the Crow represents the unity and balance in all things. When one is in the presence of the Crow’s magic, it is to transform negativity into positivity.<br />
With this Talisman, the protective Crow Spirit will follow you at all times.<br />
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Each Talisman holds a black gem (Tourmaline) selected by me for its beauty & its powers.<br />
It is contained in a glass vial from the 1930s.<br />
The chain is sterling silver.<br />
The crystal is safely secured in the vial by a water-like resin.<br />
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This unique, handmade Talisman is a jewelry version of the Native American Indian Medicine Pouches. Available for purchase from <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/58170180/apsaalooke-talisman-necklace-antique?ref=shop_home_feat">Under the Pyramids</a>. <br />
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- Black Tourmaline : a major gem in lithotherapy, heals, clears the mind, protects from Hertzian waves & negativityMary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-27786715159928079952024-02-25T05:00:00.000-08:002024-02-25T05:00:00.334-08:00A Moment of Mediation from Crow Magic #Excerpt<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody>
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Mountains climbed from the edges of the lake reaching for the cloudless sky. Envisioning she was the first human to witness such beauty, she listened to the whispering pines, lapping waves, and songs of the living earth. No boats graced the water, no calling children played, only pure nature. Clean air filled her lungs with every purifying breath. Dropping her robe to take in the rays of sunlight, she journeyed to the beach. Enchanted, she extended her arms and waded into the water in expectation of a baptism by nature. <br />
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She imagined the spirits of the natural world calling out to her and instructing to let go of the loneliness. A simple task of emotional spring cleaning so room could be made for the physical intimacy she craved. Standing with the water surrounding her legs, an eerie power seeped into her pores. Tingling pulses in rhythm with the waves traveled through her cells. <br />
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Looking at her own reflection in the water, she watched a grin find its way from her heart to her lips.<br />
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A shadow circled above, still carrying her earring. In a bold move, she flexed her fingers in invitation for him to land on her arm. Tucking his head, he arched his wings and flapped in short, quick strokes, accepting her unspoken summons. He landed on her wrist and dug his feet into her skin. A drop of blood beaded under a claw. Shifting his weight, he gazed into her eyes. Held in the ebony pools, her soul reached out to his. A longing to soar on the waves of the wind made her arms ache. Her vision grew hazy. The image of an ancient warrior with copper skin, strong brow and chiseled features, flashed in her mind then disappeared. <br />
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He dipped his head and broke the gaze then flexed his toes, apparently uneasy about the wound on her wrist. Lucy blinked. <br />
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“It doesn’t hurt.” She gave him a small smile. <br />
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After a gentle game of tug-o-war and an unsuccessful attempt to retrieve her earring from his beak, she tapped her fingers on his back to distract his attention in hopes that he’d drop it. <br />
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But content with his position on her arm, he held the earring tight. With her arm extended slightly, she left the water and sat on the warm sand of the beach. She tucked one foot under her while keeping one knee raised to rest her arm and support his weight. <br />
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Gazing upon him with wonder as he sat at ease, she slid her palm leisurely over his back and stroked his lustrous feathers. The heat of the animal greeted her skin and a low, throaty sound drifted to her ears. <br />
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“You are so beautiful; I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything or anyone so perfect.” A sudden, strong yearning to fly and soar on the winds of passion possessed her. In the daydream, strong hands touched her, drawing out her feminine cravings. Erotic visions of lying under a dark warrior flamed her desire to life. She imagined charcoal eyes and a masculine face framed by wild strands of black hair.<br />
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Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-32978820997419564112024-02-21T21:00:00.000-08:002024-02-21T21:00:00.144-08:00Thursday Thirteen - "sexify" your bedroom<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0qZSfxi3RrORJhTclg0LvScbnHLMBlDN-uxc1e9tMKI627w6_c3u5N7KKJeIdcvHKAaYSSqMtznIftDFJsO4Dk4safHYeSEItdccreIbG1JHe0HN4o6_bkEqftfF7vrXuW1a0tHw6KGdX/s1600-h/4441517683_7028895953.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449816985056912162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0qZSfxi3RrORJhTclg0LvScbnHLMBlDN-uxc1e9tMKI627w6_c3u5N7KKJeIdcvHKAaYSSqMtznIftDFJsO4Dk4safHYeSEItdccreIbG1JHe0HN4o6_bkEqftfF7vrXuW1a0tHw6KGdX/s320/4441517683_7028895953.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 103px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 160px;" /></a><br /><div>Since I retired, other than writing every day and I plan on redecorating each room. Several articles I've read state redecorating should begin in the bedroom.The bedroom is your sanctuary; a place to get away from it all and relax. With a little effort, a bedroom can be turned into a personal love nest. One needs this special place when tearing up the rest of the house.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here is a list of things to do to create a sexier space.</div><div><div><br /></div><div> 1. Get rid of the television, computer or any office stuff. </div><div><br /></div><div> 2. Think about the overall mood of your room and make your selections from there. Good choices include medium to dark shades of purple, blue, green, brown, gray and orange. Neutral and pale earth shades work grate as well when accented with vibrant colors such as red, black, pink, white, and tan. If you don't want a complete make over, add some color with pillows, scarves, and drapes. </div><div><br /></div><div> 3. Platform beds are considered high on the romance scale. This is great for couples with low budgets, as most platform beds are quite affordable at major chain furniture stores such as IKEA and Crate & Barrel. Most importantly, though, is to make sure your bed is a focal point in your room. However, sleigh beds and antique beds can give a sensual aura to a room when accented with antiques or a Bohemian style. </div><div><br /></div><div> 4. Get the highest quality thread-count sheets you can afford. If you're buying new bedding, open the packaging to actually feel the blankets before purchasing.
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5. The look of a bed filled with pillows sends a clear message of invitation. When you get creative with textures, the invitation gets harder and harder to pass up. For even more fun, consider ordering (or making your own) specialized pillowcases with sexy messages on them to help set the tone. </div><div><br /></div><div> 6. Use light sources in your room such as table lamps and candles and use those to achieve the best lighting for your rendezvous. Use pink-tinted light bulbs to flatter your skin even more.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjphR9ohAKxXm32cIQdjg7hjd2sUQ35sWEg1vUd1zyHohkBCPHdm6Xl8Mk0Nbr6P1_GL5BpuY8DHeLrK9NVMUuPBOXsHQU52xdHRHzAkT6xjsboCkM27nkc4aX-b9DUyy_ls116ZZGhi0Vm/s1600-h/sexupyourbedroom5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449813994582120114" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjphR9ohAKxXm32cIQdjg7hjd2sUQ35sWEg1vUd1zyHohkBCPHdm6Xl8Mk0Nbr6P1_GL5BpuY8DHeLrK9NVMUuPBOXsHQU52xdHRHzAkT6xjsboCkM27nkc4aX-b9DUyy_ls116ZZGhi0Vm/s320/sexupyourbedroom5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a>
7. You get romantic ambiance and also great mood lighting with candles. To keep the glow longer, and safer, consider battery operated flameless candles. </div><div><br /></div><div> 8. Nothing says vitality like a thriving plant. Keep in mind your color scheme and pick flowers or plants accordingly. Roses, tulips and daisies are common romantic favorites. Try placing petals in a glass bowl for both the delicate scent and the appealing visual.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7bgnkcJ9VAQGsYWXi2BTDcSPAxefhp0L8CvC4ozV-noMQGtiLWyZ3sqfduL_LJkdtd_fra0fKl4c2XFMERx_WlZIpdmmS3wWl1v6j2jfYvaoS3lX4rkudR8KI7jaArtEMS9CCPwMNF-Uc/s1600-h/sexupyourbedroom6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449813650840920626" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7bgnkcJ9VAQGsYWXi2BTDcSPAxefhp0L8CvC4ozV-noMQGtiLWyZ3sqfduL_LJkdtd_fra0fKl4c2XFMERx_WlZIpdmmS3wWl1v6j2jfYvaoS3lX4rkudR8KI7jaArtEMS9CCPwMNF-Uc/s320/sexupyourbedroom6.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 309px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>
9. Don't keep photos of family and kids in the room. Instead display photos of places you've visited, pictures of the two of you together or sensual photography. </div><div><br /></div><div> 10. Sensual photography, artwork, sculptures or collectibles are a great addition to any passionate bedroom. You might also want to set the tone with artwork from a particular location you both enjoy or that you picked out together. </div><div><br /></div><div> 11. Keep a secret basket, drawer or chest of your love toys handy and easily accessible. Things to include could include lotions, massage oils, scarves, toys and anything else you both like to use or try for your love play. </div><div><br /></div><div> 12. Keep your lingerie in a prominent position in your closet. This creates two effects. One, it's easy to use whenever the put strikes and two, it serves as a daily teaser for your lover. </div><div><br /></div><div> 13. When picking out anything for your room, look at it's texture and color and think about what it makes you feel. If it doesn't feel right for your purpose, don't use it in your room. This is your love den. Make it a place that works for you both.<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFYe1Mhf0LHoqqDcVl1HyuyegD-kodsejyOfShyeH56zVMjzAl3U9rXUzNTP-2kYQ36zHMe9R2NkUdp-4DTgeh1INlSQnXCf2Ssd2piMPp7rndZklkLouBzG2zA0yPbwsBis_yqkpg4qP_/s1600-h/snuggle.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449813286407121778" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFYe1Mhf0LHoqqDcVl1HyuyegD-kodsejyOfShyeH56zVMjzAl3U9rXUzNTP-2kYQ36zHMe9R2NkUdp-4DTgeh1INlSQnXCf2Ssd2piMPp7rndZklkLouBzG2zA0yPbwsBis_yqkpg4qP_/s320/snuggle.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 215px;" /></a><br /></div><div>Check out the <a href="http://newthursday13.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Thursday 13 Blog</a>. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others’ comments. It’s easy, and fun!<br /></div></div></div>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-90048407669211001772024-02-07T21:00:00.000-08:002024-02-07T21:00:00.129-08:00Thursday Thirteen - 13 Easy V-Day Treats<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLjHbQAbIBx_QNuysX4dq6oDWVhXeYFxKYLz1VZzkNHeHyrx9t4qekHmoeh8BfzKg_lmws-9wotrMg6MBti23OpipFiJcgqts5qcur8845Y5JX0G8-IHdm5Mxz4VRkBPt5WNqJ6R8QYjx7/s1600-h/4346525613_a376698526.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436789387937301154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLjHbQAbIBx_QNuysX4dq6oDWVhXeYFxKYLz1VZzkNHeHyrx9t4qekHmoeh8BfzKg_lmws-9wotrMg6MBti23OpipFiJcgqts5qcur8845Y5JX0G8-IHdm5Mxz4VRkBPt5WNqJ6R8QYjx7/s200/4346525613_a376698526.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /></a>
With Valentine's Day just a few days away and several states under winter snow, we might have to get a bit creative with what we have on hand to prepare some treats without running to the store. <div><br /><div> 1. Make one giant sugar cookie and frost it with a special message. </div><div><br /></div><div>2. Dip Strawberries in Chocolate... better yet... dip anything in chocolate. </div><div><br /></div><div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRqtYpS1Tqr0byPmMw-Md9UU7vvfwKpaNXAebH76EUVhuawjPwfT_vxL-zFSSmJuwdjA1z8ijTcY5RunS-AhJdbQXbhtD9wJ8ujEVqFfkfka8FTk0t4HQ0d04SR_3zHxMdLBbm6kDNJT-g/s1600-h/Choc-body-paint-valentines-lg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436793951906743298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRqtYpS1Tqr0byPmMw-Md9UU7vvfwKpaNXAebH76EUVhuawjPwfT_vxL-zFSSmJuwdjA1z8ijTcY5RunS-AhJdbQXbhtD9wJ8ujEVqFfkfka8FTk0t4HQ0d04SR_3zHxMdLBbm6kDNJT-g/s200/Choc-body-paint-valentines-lg.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a>3. Make your own chocolate body paint. </div><div><br /></div><div> 4. Red wine and some pretty glassware. Be sure to know your honey's preference of dry or sweet.<a href="https://www.menageatroiswines.com/wines/red-blend/" target="_blank"> Menage a Trois</a> produces some nice reds to coincide with your mood.</div><div><br /></div><div>5. Cream puffs drizzled with dark chocolate. Both can be purchase from the store so you don't have to try to make it at home. Grab a can of whipping cream for...creativity.</div><div><br /></div><div>6. Scalloped oysters. Toss with buttery crumbs and heavy cream and bake in individual ramekins. (Flyboy's favorite is <a href="https://www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/perfect-scalloped-oysters/" target="_blank">the recipe from Taste of Home</a>)</div><div><br /></div><div>7. Serve tender beef fillet or small delicious steak with roasted red potatoes served with a red wine aged in bourbon barrels. (Check out <a href="https://mawby.wine/product/bourbon-barrel-redd" target="_blank">Mawby's Bourbon Barrel Redd)</a></div><div><br /></div><div>8. Make some red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting.
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCC-9EFqmh4UuK_KARPMptsy_VN5whX4NKaaAoVULKQ3fBFkdNTl4FPI4Sib_KFZjTqz7bf5_UcMUlgHUnoe358OH6uAXgtwopfHdE6yyFHlE53Yg1iJrRHM3yierFsQF51xR61zPu_xMD/s1600-h/chocolate-fondue-valentines-lg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436794168470694626" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCC-9EFqmh4UuK_KARPMptsy_VN5whX4NKaaAoVULKQ3fBFkdNTl4FPI4Sib_KFZjTqz7bf5_UcMUlgHUnoe358OH6uAXgtwopfHdE6yyFHlE53Yg1iJrRHM3yierFsQF51xR61zPu_xMD/s200/chocolate-fondue-valentines-lg.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>9. Chocolate and Kahlua Fondue. </div><div> 500 ml double cream</div><div> 400 g dark chocolate, very finely chopped </div><div> 250 ml Kahlua</div><div> Assorted fresh fruit and/or desert biscotti, to serve </div><div><br /></div><div> 10. Frozen Peanut Butter Cups </div><div><br /></div><div>11. Make a pizza together from scratch. It can be a lot of fun and very sexy. </div><div><br /></div><div> 12. Buy a little hunk of dry ice from a local ice house. Put it in a bowl of water and place it on your serving tray. You'll create wondrous, billowing white clouds! </div><div><br /></div><div> 13. Ah...heck with it... just put a red bow on yourself and call it good! </div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Be sure to check out other <a href="http://newthursday13.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Thursday Thirteen HERE</a>!</span></div></div>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-42470106993095149292024-01-31T21:00:00.000-08:002024-01-31T21:00:00.141-08:00#Thursday13 - First Lines of Hawk's Honor<p> In honor of Hawk's Honor, Legend of the Spirit series book #3, being completed and sent to the publisher, I'm posting the first 13 lines.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwwabCLwH8XK2qIkXJ54NHV7oXpQXCtYocQwSkBSz3W96b1OG7oUBcm3b1-JPTI5AxS21gS27Bm05sJPtmPwyV-1C4n9HvKqopoH_QWilFHJwYvDsQQoqVWLam-mTgNNeokbFmaV-ir051/s350/Thursday+13+f.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="156" data-original-width="350" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwwabCLwH8XK2qIkXJ54NHV7oXpQXCtYocQwSkBSz3W96b1OG7oUBcm3b1-JPTI5AxS21gS27Bm05sJPtmPwyV-1C4n9HvKqopoH_QWilFHJwYvDsQQoqVWLam-mTgNNeokbFmaV-ir051/s320/Thursday+13+f.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><i><b><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Jamie Hawke<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;">is a<b> </b>Native American Chippewa
from Michigan who is with a USMC Special Ops shifter unit. His country, his
team is everything. This strong warrior holds honor above all. </span>Being a hawk shifter on a Special Ops team is
dangerous but falling in love with his commanding officer is deadly. Jamie is honor bound by the corps and won’t touch Captain Andrea “Andy” Nelson.
After being wounded, Hawke is told by his shaman to find his mate before the
next tour through Madame Eve’s 1 Night Stand service. When his date turns out
to be no other than Capt. Nelson, he’s a dead man.</i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">**************************</p><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"> “Corporal Hawke!” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Zipping his rucksack
closed he slung it over his shoulder and stood. His Team Leader approached from
across the moonlit yard while men in full battle rattle moved at a brisk pace
around her. The Captain displayed the<span style="background: clear;"> epitome of what every female marine should be…confidant,
capable, with grace and style and a military bearing unmatched.</span> Nevertheless,
a female officer in special ops, much like shifters, in all reality didn’t
exist. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"> Native American shifters in MARSOC (Marine
Special Operations Command) with security clearance such as his could select
the battalion they wished to serve with. Hungry for adventure, he chose one of
the riskiest regions and fell into a team who lost one of their Critical Skills
Operators in battle. So deep in secrecy, only upper brass and the CIA knew of
it, the group called Spirit Walkers contained several shifters. They went into areas where the enemy had
weeks to prepare, booby-trap, and plant enough explosives to eliminate a city
block. Together with their fearless leaders, they out-smarted their opponent
and completed whatever mission needed to be done.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Sure, they lost a few to pay the price of war,
but what blew his mind were the “routine” tasks completed without a single
bullet fired. The teams moved like specters across landscapes and through villages.
Night missions often included capturing or killing insurgents and recovering
maps.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">****************</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Thanks for reading!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Please enjoy other amazing #Thursday13 lists <b><a href="http://newthursday13.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">HERE</a></b></span></span></p></div>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-466431194088192382024-01-30T07:57:00.000-08:002024-01-30T08:07:51.012-08:00#TuesdayTeaser from Eagle Dance <div>Snow came in last night and reminded me of a scene in my book, Eagle Dance. </div><div><br /></div>
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<span>“Let’s pick
up the ‘za then head to the cabin.” He dropped the phone into a cup holder.</span></div>
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<span>Not able to
stop her mouth from speaking her thoughts in a matter-of-fact way. “We should
pick up some chocolate or caramel syrup too.” </span></div>
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<span>He blinked
his sinfully long eyelashes and with his lips formed a slow smirk as the
suggestion of her words set in. Leaning over the center counsel, he cupped her
cheek with one large hand. His eyes bore into hers with intensity.</span></div>
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<span>“Your wish
is my command.” He took her mouth in a searing kiss which ended too soon. “You
got something planned for dessert?”</span></div>
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<span>“Maybe.” She
played coy.</span></div>
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<span>He flashed
perfect teeth in a full grin while he turned up the heat in the truck then put
it into gear. The goatee on his chin and dark brows gave him a devilish
appearance and when he smiled she ached to climb all over him. A wild night
with a handsome Indian is what she requested but received much more. </span></div>
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<span><span> </span>The truck jerked, turning her attention to the
storm. Working his way along the precarious road, the vehicle lurched and a
dream catcher swayed from the review mirror. Gems stitched into the web reflected
small facets of light, giving her a distraction from her fear of crashing into
a tree along the road.</span></div>
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<span>Dyami Schafer, a Native American from the Chippewa tribe, leads a
lonely life due to his large size and unusual appearance. When his nesting
instinct sets in, he turns to Madame Eve and 1Night Stand to help him find his
spirit mate. Or at least a woman who accepts him as an eagle shifter. </span></div>
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<span>Amanda Collins never stopped loving the Chippewa boy she knew from her
childhood. Maybe a night with a Native American man will help her forget the
past and let her move on with her life. </span></div>
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<span>Sometimes, it’s necessary to take a step into the past before dancing
into the future. With the help of Madame Eve, will the Spirit of the Eagle
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Reyka enjoyed her moment though.</div></div></div><div><br /></div>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-83884455174245942322024-01-27T12:30:00.000-08:002024-01-27T12:30:02.670-08:00The Leak - a poem of a writer losing her mind<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Have you felt like your mind was leaking?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx2zexqyqpjXbL-04EtHFAML-7bOejau1CWFpq8X-PemzEFHY-5rJdGdDIv5GHgvIESlptB7GUnFQhFaQ5jzQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>*This video was originally recorded in 2011<br /> <p></p>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-26248492889637628212024-01-26T21:00:00.000-08:002024-01-26T21:00:00.172-08:00Tasty Teaser from Hawk's Honor (draft)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">I'm just about finished with my own edits and then the book heads off to the publisher. I figured it would be fun to share a little bit of the draft with readers. The following is the first half of the first chapter. I was lucky enough to have a couple Marine pals to answer my kazillion questions and read over my work. Thank you, Whiskey Rick!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Enjoy!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzl627WdgZsE0zE8j7dZlZE58rrR6GYjR4cVDELN91P1B-9EvQ5N7HG2QkBmacaDi4B78F-XtzdT6O0sUrxO65_IZT1n4MynJ6fagVXLJ7nSLnMRFulAeVUTBcUkqnf3cM2PpiN8aoH3pR39BjHjrbh24RgujUiRPnAJLclfDWguH67o7LcbaIoMjVQjKl/s702/484075_27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="702" data-original-width="702" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzl627WdgZsE0zE8j7dZlZE58rrR6GYjR4cVDELN91P1B-9EvQ5N7HG2QkBmacaDi4B78F-XtzdT6O0sUrxO65_IZT1n4MynJ6fagVXLJ7nSLnMRFulAeVUTBcUkqnf3cM2PpiN8aoH3pR39BjHjrbh24RgujUiRPnAJLclfDWguH67o7LcbaIoMjVQjKl/s320/484075_27.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Chapter 1</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Corporal Hawke!” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Zipping his rucksack
closed he slung it over his shoulder and stood. His Team Leader approached from
across the moonlit yard while men in full battle rattle moved at a brisk pace
around her. The Captain displayed the<span style="background: white; color: black; mso-color-alt: windowtext;"> epitome of what every female marine should be…confidant,
capable, with grace and style and a military bearing unmatched.</span> Nevertheless,
a female officer in special ops, much like shifters, in all reality didn’t
exist. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Native American shifters in MARSOC (Marine
Special Operations Command) with security clearance such as his could select
the battalion they wished to serve with. Hungry for adventure, he chose one of
the riskiest regions and fell into a team who lost one of their Critical Skills
Operators in battle. So deep in secrecy, only upper brass and the CIA knew of the
group called Spirit Walkers containing several shifters. They went into areas
where the enemy had weeks to prepare, booby-trap, and plant enough explosives
to eliminate a city block. Together with their fearless leaders, they outsmarted
their opponent and completed whatever mission needed to be done.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sure, they lost a few to pay the price of war,
but what blew his mind were the “routine” tasks completed without a single
bullet fired. The teams moved like specters across landscapes and through villages.
Night missions often included quietly capturing or killing insurgents and
recovering maps.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Day assignments centered
on collecting intelligence used to save American and allies asses. Accomplish
without leaving any trace. Convinced spirits, ghosts, demons or their own
negligence were at work, the enemy never discovered the truth.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Close friendships developed
during savage urban battles and intelligent tactical maneuvers. Over the last
six and a half months brotherhoods were forged and interesting people met, but
the one walking in his direction captivated him. Capt. Andrea “Andy” Nelson
wore her shoulder-length blonde hair pulled tight in a bun exposing a naturally
beautiful face. She took the typical dominant male bullshit from the guys in
stride, often putting them on their asses with a well said verbal jab or one of
her many martial arts moves. At any given time, she could flash an icy glare
capable of breaking even the most hardened soldiers. Born and raised by a
career Marine with two brothers also in the Corps, a beast of a Marine held her
own against anyone. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Some of the guys in the
unit found her intimidating. Stories about her brothers and father were often
recounted during card games, but her experience on the battlefield made men pay
attention. Her strategy of well planned and executed operations as well as her
calm voice of reason earned their respect and kept them in line. True to the
life of a Marine, she pushed everyone to give more than a hundred percent and
continue onto the next order. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Always faithful, always forward</i> was
their motto. She lived it.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">He would readily give his
life for her, not only because of her reputation and being a fellow Marine but
he saw her as something more. Shortly after being assigned to the unit, his
animal spirit declared her as a mate. Other than personal relationships being
prohibited between ranks, she had a fiancé back in the states. A giant
invisible OFF-LIMITS sign hung over her head like a cloud but his critter
didn’t give a damn. Every day became a clash fight with the beast and his heart
as he fell in love with her, but he continued to maintain complete control. Being
honor bound to the corps he never acted on his emotions. To do so could get
someone killed. Instead, he vowed to always protect her the same way he would
his brothers in arms and keep his secret from ever being exposed.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Capt. Nelson.” He gave a
quick snap salute.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Screw the formalities,
Hawke.” She stopped next to him and accepted his pistol from the low leg
holster for a quick inspection. “This is your last operation. You’ve been
kicking a lot of ass around here; you deserve a break. As soon as it’s done your
team heads back to base then home. I don’t know about you, but I’m looking
forward sleeping somewhere I don’t have to check for spiders and can fucking
eat chocolate chip cookies whenever I want.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hey, I warned you about Dawg’s
and my stealth missions to confiscate any boxes from home a marine doesn’t
share.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Rolling his shoulders, he gave a
low chuckle when her jaw twitched. “Yeah, yeah…I know. Never take a woman’s
chocolate. Lesson learned, Nelson.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Damned straight. Out of
all the shifters, I get stuck with a lock picking bird and a chocoholic wolf.”
A rare smile flashed but quickly disappeared. “The next team coming is minus
their captain for three months and brass chose me to fill in for him. You
asswipes better have fun tipping back beers while I’m trapped in this hell hole
a little longer.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“How ‘bout I send you a
nice heart-shaped box of chocolate from home?” He made a mental note to send
something as a joke. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Fuck you.” She snorted.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">His cock twitched at the
sight of his Glock 19 in her capable hands. A woman who knew her way around firearms
lit his wick. Being the only daughter of a Master Gunnery Sergeant, she knew
more than most. Hell, she was probably born with a gun in her hand. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Are you sure you don’t
want me to strap this to your bird?” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Packing heat slows me
down.” He shook his head. “I can shift in and out of clothes faster without the
baggage. A simple in and out is my plan.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“But we all know shit happens.” She flashed
him a sideways glance. “What about the night vision gear?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Nope. I have my
earpiece. Dawg will talk me through.” He lowered his voice to prove his point. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“No extra equipment. It’s my call.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Carefully shadowing his
gaze, he took in her appearance. Her 5-foot 5-inch frame looked far from feminine
in her baggy cammies and boots. A loose camo jacket exposed the drab olive-green
t-shirt underneath.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He imagined her dog
tags tucked neatly between her breasts. He could easily lose his mind if it
followed the direction of his eyes. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Focus
shithead, you’ve got a job to do.</i><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Dawg and Skeeter are in
position on the hill to watch from above. You have two four-man fireteams who
will have your back; you’ll see them at nine and two as you fly in. They will
go in for a sweep after the first detonation. Remember the doors are heavily
guarded or booby-trapped.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Fun facts already
planted.” he tapped his skull. “I found everything during the last couple
nights of sneaking in to set the explosives. I know every inch of the
structure.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Fine, then all you have
to do is fly in through the northeast window, ignite and get the hell out.” She
slapped the gun into his open palm. “Are you ready?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“My people believe the hawk is a messenger.” Tucking
his gun into the sack a snarl escaped his lips. “And tonight, I will deliver
one final message to these bastards. Fuck, it’ll light up like the fourth of
July.” He glanced in the direction he would be flying, lifted his hand and
splayed his fingers imitating a firework blast. “Boom!” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I think you enjoy being
a Crusher too much. You could make a career of it.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hey, what can I say?” He
shrugged. “I like to blow shit up.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“For the record, I don’t like sending a Marine
unarmed.” She shook her head, obviously unhappy with his decision not to carry.
“You will be covered until you pass over the courtyard wall. Hustle your feathered
ass back to collect your pack and join the Chief and me.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“We’ve been over this a
million times already. I’m good.” He handed the sack to her then lifted M4
rifle from its sling across his chest. “I’ll be back before you have a chance
to miss me.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">A shadow passed over her
face as she accepted his equipment. Usually, she wished him well then threw a
wise crack his way before he shifted for a mission, this time her eyes looked
at the ground. The action disconcerted him. Wanting to get away from the
negative vibe, he stepped back.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Hey, I just wanted to say
it’s been a privilege serving with you.” The timber of her voice stopped him
from walking away. “When I was a kid, my dad told some crazy bedtime stories
about his days with shifter Marines. He made them sound like fantasy, but I
knew they were true. I always believed in shifters. Over the years, I’ve served
with many and commanded a few. But you…you’re different.” Her voice grew tender
and she touched his forearm. Heat spread up his arm rousing his spirit. “It’s
been an amazing experience seeing you transform and do all the things you do.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Aw, come on, Nelson; don’t
go all soft on me.” He fought the urge to pull her into his arms and kiss the
lines of stress off her face. His honor beat down the pleading of his spirit.
“I’m gonna start thinking you’re a girl or something.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Seriously, Hawke, I just
needed to say it. I think you are a brave and honorable man. There are many
like you.” She skimmed her hand down his arm to give his fist a squeeze. “I
just have a feeling…I don’t know.” Shaking her head, she blinked then captured
his gaze. “I just wanted you to know in case I don’t see you again.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Get rid of that vibe or
whatever it is…don’t be placing bad juju on me.” He waved his hands around. “Everything
is going to be okay. You’ve got the best team and this is a piece of cake.” Something
sure had her spooked. Dipping his head close to hers, he whispered. “Thanks,
Andy. Coming from you means a lot, but you’re distracting me and you know how I
am superstitious about keeping my routine before rolling out. You’ll knock me
off my game.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Sorry.” A faint rose
colored her checks, something he’d never seen. She shook her head and the
familiar stern battle face quickly replaced the softness. “Let’s see some kick
ass fireworks, marine!”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“That’s better.” He
laughed, ripped off his t-shirt and flung it over her shoulder. “Here comes the
boom!”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Oh and another thing…” She jabbed a finger at
his chest. “Make sure your feathered ass comes back, dill weed.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Ooorah! I will. I always
do. On my honor.” He crossed his heart and winked at her before shifting into
his hawk form and heading off to his target.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-65915994910487657842024-01-26T05:59:00.000-08:002024-01-26T05:59:00.125-08:00 Sneezes & Orgasms<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">Statistics show fewer people are getting colds due to taking preventative measures and being mindful of their health. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">However, some folks are complaining their allergies have worsened.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><b>Did you know...</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><b> </b>a change in temperature can make you sneeze?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">But then again, sometimes we seem to sneeze for no reason.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>
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are the only physiological responses that cannot be voluntarily stopped once
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<b>Eagle Dance is the 2nd book in the Legend of the Spirit series. </b></div>
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<b>Here are a few quotes and lines from the first two chapters.</b></div>
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13 –from first two chapters of Eagle Dance.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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“I’m six feet tall, and no, I am not a model.” She rolled her eyes. “I get
asked that all the time, and I hate it. I’m sorry for sounding like a goofy
teenager.” <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">2.
When she took his hand in hers, much like a fortune-teller reading his palm,
warm waves of magic traveled up his arm.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">3.
“The dude has way too much energy.” He leaned toward her. Her light, spicy
fragrance tickled his nostrils again. <i>Hmm…delicious</i>, better than coffee.
“I’ll bet they have an espresso machine in their break room.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">4.
“You say it like Dee-aww-mee.” Dyami enunciated slowly. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">5.
The battle in his mind claimed ultimate victory with the realization his date
would be with the long-legged temptress before him. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">6.
She tasted better than a sugary cinnamon pastry, and he hungered for more. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">7.
Definitely one delicious piece of man candy she couldn’t wait to unwrap.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">8.
“Yeah, wow.” Grabbing his jacket, she jerked him close again and planted
another quick kiss on his mouth. “So, are you going to call for that pizza, or
am I?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"> 9. If he had washboard abs, she’d jump at the
chance to lick thick, warm chocolate-fudge topping off them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">10.
She spoke matter-of-factly. “We should pick up some chocolate or caramel syrup,
too.” <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">11.
“What do you see when you look at me?” he asked and lowered his eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">12.
The goatee on his chin, and the dark brows, gave him a devilish appearance and,
when he smiled, she ached to climb all over him.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">13.
Dyami moved in behind her and, without a word, seized her waist, joining her
rocking movement in time with the music, his body radiating warmth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Get your honey to help sort, fold, and put away laundry. Pour an adult beverage. Put on your favorite music. Have a little fun. <p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqbpJszsarCes-Tkqkb2RmxQ37gHEmo9PRkjmDhd5m9nVuHdlHbtfnkpuV1lzxVW1WRkMMexBiHlSdOLwul6xYVRzaVYC32ttkDiG1DG9p7RdHM1a5fDC7vv7NUASOZZbV9f3swNGs6vjE/w225-h400/1602638202586754-3.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="225" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beware of voyeurs such as a cat in a basket.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><br /></div><div>This year I wanted to create a homemade powder recipe instead of relying on store bought hot cocoa mixes. After trial and error, (and wonderful friends who volunteered to taste samples). I found one that was perfect.</div><div><br /></div><div>Homemade Hot Cocoa Mix</div><div>2 cups powdered sugar</div><div>1 cup cocoa (Dutch-processed is preferred for those who like dark chocolate and making mocha. Most preferred using 1/2 Dark and 1/2 regular)</div><div>2 1/2 cups or 15oz powdered non-dairy creamer (use a flavored one for fun)</div><div>1tsp ground chia</div><div>1tsp salt</div><div>2tsp cornstarch </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><br /></div><div>Place 3 scoops of mix in a mug then add hot water or hot milk. Stir.</div><div><br /></div><div>For an "adult beverage" add a shot of cherry liquor or peppermint schnapps. </div><div><br /></div><div>Place 1 scoop in a mug then add coffee to make a mocha.</div><div><br /></div><div>ENJOY!!!</div>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-39448143814817042282024-01-22T13:53:00.000-08:002024-01-22T13:53:57.651-08:00Monday Mojo - Olive Oil<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">OLIVE OIL - <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Around 350 BC olive oil began to be used for more
than cooking and medicinal uses.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For
those couples that had problems with lubrication, this wonder tonic brought
moisture to even the most dry places.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-45642373357984487372024-01-20T09:00:00.000-08:002024-01-20T09:00:00.130-08:00SEX AND COFFEE<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhduW_kAF5R6gAMLtVm7uLq1MZHiUCxU8ea2TpXsWNJAVjFh2EaYrf_W6T113IW59WnlTbK89QQGMWQTGb84XpfT-r83067oJYTGmwQ9zMNHeS6R4SFrnpKeHEQlJji5xr4yJGTqtHEZ4AqFuoXRLaurEkGKH-8rYDrNqpbJD9F-j1BxO4dZQJ3fyAZY_xN/s300/coffee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhduW_kAF5R6gAMLtVm7uLq1MZHiUCxU8ea2TpXsWNJAVjFh2EaYrf_W6T113IW59WnlTbK89QQGMWQTGb84XpfT-r83067oJYTGmwQ9zMNHeS6R4SFrnpKeHEQlJji5xr4yJGTqtHEZ4AqFuoXRLaurEkGKH-8rYDrNqpbJD9F-j1BxO4dZQJ3fyAZY_xN/s1600/coffee.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">A </span><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">new study from The Netherlands suggests that
having <span style="line-height: 115%;">sex </span>and
drinking <span style="line-height: 115%;">coffee </span>can temporarily raise your risks of <span style="line-height: 115%;">stroke</span> or brain aneurysm. Why? Aneurysms are the
result of the wall of an artery weakening, bulging, and, worst case- bursting.
Seems a raise in blood pressure is the root cause. The advice: if you’ve had an
aneurysm, avoid caffeine, and keep your sex low key.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">BUT……<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Sex is good for your heart, cutting your risk of heart
attack and stroke in half when performed three times a week. Your also body
burns off approximately 200 calories per “work out” thus helping with weight
issues. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Coffee is good for your heart and head, if it’s black
and drank in moderation that is. Only 2 calories per serving is a great way to
get a jolt of energy in the morning. It’s also rich in antioxidants, and
improves focus and concentration.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">SO THE LESSON HERE IS….<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;">DON’T DRINK COFFEE AND HAVE SEX.<span style="color: #3f4950;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></b></p>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-44909614573381734582024-01-19T13:53:00.000-08:002024-01-19T13:53:09.331-08:00#FlirtyFriday - Tantalizing Mouth<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">T</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">he mouth is perhaps the sexiest part of the body. It is always visible but constantly
changing. Please enjoy these quotes I
found for this week's Flirty Friday.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjwUg06cb7vUM5HKLnRoXIXan042pO-tspsa_AO4zsOGAVtBmj-74c9_N74FV85jCFYgwNt6XSAZv9GZVnucfw7lQUggRgyhor3YsGU8M4J2tsi0tbgKypglR82j1m7h6E-OgWW4Dvz9YvCXCYGhWoiXb4lmpNm2MBlZzf8G3y4okKIHpBb4w4X5nKpljs/s230/CD1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="230" data-original-width="178" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjwUg06cb7vUM5HKLnRoXIXan042pO-tspsa_AO4zsOGAVtBmj-74c9_N74FV85jCFYgwNt6XSAZv9GZVnucfw7lQUggRgyhor3YsGU8M4J2tsi0tbgKypglR82j1m7h6E-OgWW4Dvz9YvCXCYGhWoiXb4lmpNm2MBlZzf8G3y4okKIHpBb4w4X5nKpljs/s1600/CD1.jpg" width="178" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">Smile... it's the second best thing to do with your
lips.- Anonymous<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">Kissing is like drinking salted water: you drink and
your thirst increases.- Chinese Proverb<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">Kissing is a means of getting two people so close
together that they can't see anything wrong with each other. -Rene Yasenek</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333;">Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty
girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves. - Albert
Einstein</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">To me, there is no greater act of courage than being
the one who kisses first.- Janeane Garofalo<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">Stolen kisses are always sweetest. - Leigh Hunt<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">In love, there is always one who kisses and one who
offers the cheek. - French Proverb<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">I hope your day is as radiant as your smile.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">I get the best feeling in the world when you say "Hi" or
smile at me, because I know that even for a second that I've crossed your mind.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Did the sun just come out or did you just smile at me?<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657357494987659118.post-21772310897215381622024-01-18T11:51:00.000-08:002024-01-18T11:51:00.128-08:00Tea Tag Time Today's tea is Chamomile. This herb has been traditionally used to relieve occasional sleeplessness and ease minor tummy troubles. My mom drank it to help her unwind and relax.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><br></div><div>The Yogi Tea Tag says, "Travel in grace knowing that you are protected by love."</div>Mary Quasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068681260271252321noreply@blogger.com0