Fooling Around In Other Blogs

We've been busy lately writing the book, doing all sorts of research and trying out new positions between the sheets... not that we need much reason for that.

Scarlett and I have also shown up in a couple of other blogs, which you can see for yourselves if you follow these links.

First, we've got another passage from Same Time Tomorrow at The Blog Entourage, where Christina posted it, and you can find it right here. It does get steamy, but then you've come to expect that from us.

And we did a guest blog for Beth at her blog, All Kidding Aside, about getting carried away with ourselves in the kitchen. Again, pretty steamy. Don't read it with that society matron tut-tutting over your shoulder.

Now, if you'll excuse me, Scarlett's calling from the bedroom. We're both... feeling frisky.

Taking Off Our Underwear

This quiz has been circulating about, so of course... we had to take it....

1. What do you call your underwear/undergarments? Do you have any commonly used nicknames for them?

No, but James has a few pet names for--oh, wait a minute. It's not my underwear he has those cute names for.... What did you call it last night, love? Pussy Galore?

Precisely that, just as you were climaxing. For the fourth time.

Really, Scarlett and I tend to place more emphasis on getting out of our underwear.
Though she looks really sexy in that sheer burgundy negligee she's got on under what she's wearing.

I know how you love French lingerie...all those little cutouts in just the right places....

Is it getting hot in here?


2. Have you ever had that supposedly common dream of being in a crowded place in only your underwear?

We've been in crowded places wearing much, much less--haven't we, love?

Indeed! Who needs to be dreaming of such things when we can just go to, oh, the opera, and start getting naked in the box while the performance is getting started. You know, last week we got a standing ovation from the audience. The prima donna wasn't very happy with us, though.


3. What is the worst thing you can think of to make underwear out of?

Anything that's not silky and sheer....

Yes, we can't have anything that's rough to the skin, can we?

4. If you were a pair of panties, what colour would you be?

Nude, of course!

To be followed by my removing her nude panties and getting her nude. Did we mention how much we like being naked?


5. Have you ever thrown your underwear at a rock star or other celebrity? If so, which one(s)? If not, which one(s) WOULD you throw your underwear at, given the opportunity?

I only throw my undies at James!

And I love having you toss them at me, darling. And that answer's mutual. She's the only one I'll toss my undies at. At least deliberately. Scarlett, do you remember last week, that garden party we attended where we got a little carried away with ourselves, and before we knew it, your garter belt was being tossed right at the judge and his wife?

They were sooo shocked!

Get naked together in public one time, and you're banished from the social season for the rest of the year.

6. You're out of clean underwear. What do you do?

What I always do. Wear nothing. I much prefer that, anyway! And I love it when James goes commando! You are now, aren't you, love?

Not a stitch on under these pants. Anyway... to seriously answer the question... we do the laundry. And while we're waiting, we have our way with each other. In the laundry room, the hall, the kitchen, by the fireplace...

Let me see.... *unzips James' pants* Mmmmmmmmm!

7. Are you old enough to remember Underroos? If so, did you have any? Which ones?

I remember Underoos. I liked the ones with hot superheroes on them. I could imagine them, well....

Scarlett, you're going to make people blush! And associate childhood memories in ways they might not have thought of. In which case, mission accomplished. They'll never think of underroos the same way again.


I developed early!

8. If you could have any message printed on your underwear, what would it be? 

Property of James. Or Come and get it, baby!

Let's see. I would go with Scarletts' Special Delivery. Or These Shorts Drop When Scarlett's Frisky. Which reminds me, how frisky are you at the moment?

Unzip and find out!

9. How many bloggers does it take to put panties on a goat?

Panties on a goat...I recall that was a college prank. The goat low-blowed the idiots who tried! it was really quite funny!


Clearly anyone trying to put panties on a goat has too much time on their hands. I suggest they fill it by spending lots of time getting naked with someone they adore and doing what comes naturally. Shall we demonstrate, in all sorts of positions?

Oh, yessssssssss!

Now to pass the torch to  some interesting characters. And we do mean characters!

Feel free to watch if you'd like. We do love having an audience. First things first though....

Yes, we thought letting characters take this quiz was in order. And so we've got.....

Gabriel and Chloe 

Arthur and Contessa

Riley and Michael

Now, unless you're staying to watch, Scarlett and I want to get ourselves out of our underwear. It's been over two hours since we last had sex, you know....

Why You Should Just Avoid Dating Werewolves Altogether

We've been busy writing as of late (when we weren't doing research in between the sheets, and by the fireplace, and in the sauna, and out on the terrace... well, you get the idea). One item of popular culture has come up, though, and Scarlett and I thought we'd talk about it today.

That item being the infernal franchise called Twilight.

Now, now, don't go running off in terror. We know, it's a horrible, horrible thing.

We were talking about which of the three characters involved in the love triangle (or menage a trois), depending on your fanfic tastes, would be less annoying to have around the house. In the end, between pasty sparkly vampire Edward, sullen nitwit Bella, and the doggie... er, that is, Jacob the werewolf, well, the mutt seemed to have won out. Unfortunately, the mutt still brings certain disadvantages to the table, doesn't he, Scarlett?
 

James, if I had to choose one I'd take the werewolf...but having to take him for flea dips could be a nuisance.

It really would be. Of course, being a doggie, he'd spend a lot of time marking his territory.
That's not the kind of thing you want to see at a party, is it?

It would be embarrassing to have Jacob hiking his leg as a dinner party. And then there the problem with chasing cars....

Rolling in dead things...

And humping the legs of your friends.

That's a bad one too. He'd also be biting postmen.

Housetraining would be a problem. Does he go outside to relieve himself when he's in full wolf mode?

I'm sure Stephanie Meyer never thought of that one. Not that I'd like to confirm it by torturing myself by reading those Twilight books. There's another issue: what if he's been out in the rain? He comes in with that awful wet dog smell all over him that we all recognize. Should he have to wait in the screened off porch until he dries off?

 Anyone living with him would have to forget about ever having a cat. The poor kitty would be constantly running away from home.

You couldn't blame the cat, what with a werewolf-mutt living around the house. I'd bolt too if I was a cat.

You know, a woman who had Jacob as a boyfriend, if she were to call him a dog, she'd mean it literally. If the dog catcher happens to snatch him, he'd better hope the girlfriend's not pissed at him. She might just leave him at the pound.

Of course, once the sun comes up, he winds up reverting to sullen Jacob.

Imagine the shock on the dog catcher's face when he goes in to check on his prisoners and finds a half naked man in one of the cages.

I can hear his words: "where'd that mangy mutt get off to?"