Olivia And Rachel Take The Underwear Challenge

Now then, while Scarlett's busy having Dana, our character from Same Time Tomorrow, answer this set of questions (with help from her cat), it falls to me to introduce to you Olivia Shaw and Rachel Mitchell, another of our two supporting characters. Olivia and Rachel are close friends with Gabriel Miller, and are engaged to be married. Before we get started, how are the wedding plans?

Olivia: Hectic, if you must know. Lots to do and so little time. We've been with the caterer just today going over menus.

Rachel: You're our writer. One of them anyway. You're supposed to already know how the wedding plans are going, James.

Well, that's true. I'll just say this... having characters break the Fourth Wall can get a little silly.


Rachel: Just a little silly?


Shall we get started?


Olivia: Gladly.

Okay, this is the underwear challenge. It's been going around several blogs in the last little while, and Scarlett and I have already done this ourselves...


Rachel: And gotten carried away with yourselves.

Olivia: Yes, we read it. Honestly, how do you get anything done with all that sex going on?

It's kind of complicated. And of course we've also had Gabriel and Chloe answer these questions.


Olivia: We've seen Gabriel without his underwear on.

Rachel: Don't you start getting any ideas through that head of yours.

Did I say anything?


Olivia: You were thinking it.

Rachel: It wasn't like that at all. We just happened to see a photo of Gabriel in the buff on Chloe's phone.

Olivia: Honey, maybe we ought to get hold of Gabriel's phone. I'm sure he has a naked picture of Chloe...

Are you two going to keep at this all day?


Olivia: We might.

Rachel: Okay, okay, we'll behave.

Olivia: For the moment.

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


Olivia: I call them knickers. It's the English lass in me. They're panties, of course. You won't catch me wearing anything less stylish.

Rachel: Panties. Thongs, when I'm feeling daring.

Olivia: Feeling daring right now, darling?

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

Rachel: You know, I had a strange dream like that once. I was in the maternity ward, helping bring this baby into the world. The mother was screaming her head off, clobbering the father, and the nurses and I were all in bras and panties. What do you suppose that means?


Olivia: That you shouldn't have pizza after ten, sweetie.


What about you, Olivia?


Olivia: Oh, of course I've had that dream. For me, it's being at a party. Everyone else is dressed formally. Not me thought. All that I'm wearing is that dark red set of bra and panties, you know, the ones you like so much on me?


Rachel: They compliment your exquisite body so well, honey. Just the thought of it....


*Rachel nuzzles Olivia's neck.*


Would you two like me to leave?


Rachel: No, let's just carry on. Finish the questions.

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

Olivia: Sandpaper.


Rachel: Mosquito tape.

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

Rachel: Red. Bold and passionate. Just as long as I could be her panties.


Olivia: Oh, baby, you know I love it when you talk like that... As to me, I'd have to be a deep tan. Tan contrasts beautifully with Rachel's skin, and like she says... I'd have to be her panties too.


This is getting weird.


Rachel: James, it passed weird when you broke through the Fourth Wall.

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?

Olivia: Melissa Etheridge.


Rachel: We've both tossed our panties at her.


Olivia: Can you blame us?

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

Olivia: A girl just might have to go commando for a day under such circumstances.


Rachel: If it has to be done, it has to be done. Go commando.

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

Rachel: Is that an American thing?


Olivia: I've heard of them, but I didn't grow up here, so...


Rachel: Neither did I. Next question, James.

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

Olivia: I would think that Red Hot comes to mind.

Rachel: You are red hot.


Olivia: You get me that way.


*Olivia nuzzles Rachel's neck.


Rachel? What about you?


Rachel: Oh, Cuddles, I love it when you... oh, right. Um, let's see, since I am a doctor... how about Love Doctor on my panties?


Olivia: Care to give me a thorough examination, Doctor?


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

Olivia: Honestly, what kind of question is that?

Rachel: What did a goat do to deserve getting teased?

It's just a question.

Olivia: A rather juvenile kind of question, James.

Rachel: Yes, and we can't say we approve of it.

Olivia: Now, if you'll excuse us, we have the florist coming over to discuss the arrangements in an hour.

Rachel: And we'd kind of like to get some quality one on one time in before then.

I'm being kicked out by my own characters?

Olivia: Yes, you are. That's what you get for teasing a goat.

Dana Butler's Great Underwear Challenge

The latest character from Same Time Tomorrow to accept the challenge is Chloe's friend and former colleague, Dana Butler. Dana's a bit of a firecracker, perpetually horny and uncensored....

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

Thongs. That's what they are. And as sheer as possible. Want to see them?

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

Yes. Many times. Times Square, with a few hundred men. Unfortunately, I always wake before the orgy gets started.

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

Cotton. As in granny panties. I don't think Pussy would like them, either.



Pussy???

Yes. My pussy likes my panties because they're so soft against her fur.
 
Uh, way too much information!

* Dana laughs.*


Silly. Pussy is my cat. She likes to sleep in my lingerie basket.

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

Nude. Or black. Black is sexy.

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've thrown mine at every man I've ever known. How else are they going to check out the goods?

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

Go commando. I like going without panties, actually.

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

Yes  Superman. I liked having the Man of Steel on my butt.

I was six. I threw mine at a seven-year-old boy. I got a spanking for it.

The boy???

No, silly. My mother spanked me for running around outside with no panties! Now I have Underoos for big girls.

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

Welcome!

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

A goat? Are you kidding? I'm not going to waste my expensive handmade  French lingerie  on some smelly goat!

Of Adult Entertainment Shutdowns And Frolicking In Public Places

Darling, have you heard the news? It seems the porn industry's on a shut down....

Oh, yes...I heard about that. It turned out that HIV scare was a false positive. We wouldn't miss it anyway., We don't watch porn. We make our own movies. 

I never was much for spectator sports.

Unless the spectators are watching us.

I thought it might be a cover story for a strike, you know, the actors, if you want to call them that, wanting a raise.

Yes, but then we wouldn't be the spectators, darling. And their men are amateurs compared to you!

Thank you, goddess. You know, I suppose from their point of view, they're really... hard workers. It's really a rigorous line of work to go into.

True. It does require a great deal of stamina. Ron Jeremy must take his Viagra through an IV by now.

Now there's a lovely image. You know, I never got the point to him. Sure, he's, well, big and all, but he looks like something you'd see under a bridge in a Grimm Brothers story.

*Scarlett laughs* 

We do think alike, my love. "Troll" was the word that came to mind for me as well!

Not that the acting range of most people in the industry can be described as, well... good. With porn, you're just required to look a certain way and have a lot of sex. With Teamsters manning the camera. I mean, really, if you're going to have a group of people watching you having sex, why not go upscale?

As you know perfectly well, darling, I'm not opposed to being watched. But the idea of a bunch of leering Teamsters isn't my first choice as an audience.

It's much more fun to have an audience of shocked and outraged... and rather turned on, upright citizens. Like we did last week when we got frisky in front of the town hall meeting.

Ah, yes. The Mayor was not amused....

He vowed to run us out of town if we didn't stop with the public displays of affection.

He was just jealous! I saw that tentpole in his pants!

He must be frustrated at home. Maybe the wife's mad at him. Maybe his secret stash of porn has run out during the shutdown.

He definitely had the look of a man who's not getting any.

Poor guy. By the way... how do you run out of a stash of porn? Can't you just watch something from your collection again?

Hmm...it's entirely possible he handled the tapes without washing his hands...you know, afterward. That could damage them.

That's what he gets for having to... get off all by himself. Never a problem for you and I, is it, Mistress?

And it never will be. Now get over here, lover, and get out of those clothes. The bathtub awaits us....

Chloe And Gabriel Take On The Underwear Challenge

Well, now that James and I have taken the Great Underwear Challenge, the torch has been passed to our main characters from Same Time Tomorrow, Chloe and Gabriel. They've had some interesting adventures in their undies, so their answers could be fun. Let's find out now....

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

Panties. Knickers, when I'm in a playful mood.

Boxers. Though what a pair of shorts have to do with dogs or prize fighters is beyond me....

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

Many times, unfortunately.

You too? I once had a dream I was in St. Peter's Square photographing in nothing but my happy face boxers.

I think you look quite adorable in those happy face boxers.

You're delightfully biased!

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

Burlap!

Burlap's awful, Chloe! It scratches, it gets into everything....

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

Sheer. Doesn't matter what color, just so they're very sheer.

I love those dark red ones you have... are you wearing them right now?

Yes, I am. Does it make you smile?

Very much so... among other physical reactions...

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've thrown them at Gabriel. As far as I'm concerned, he's a star.

Very pleasant, too, having her underwear tossed at me.

Even the time my bra strap hooked over your ear? I still don't know how I ever did that!

I once tossed my shorts at Margaret Thatcher... I lost a bet, you see... Scotland Yard was not amused.

I wish I'd been there for that one!

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

Go buy some! No, I don't do commando. Though there was that one time I deliberately didn't wear any when I  dressed for a formal event. I told Gabriel just as we walked into the banquet hall. It drove him crazy, imagining me looking very elegant, without panties under my dress.

You do love to tease, darling. Of course, I love being teased.

You know, when you're out in the field on a photo shoot... you really do need to pack along enough underwear so that you don't run out.

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

I did have Underoos. They're cute. I wish I had some now!

I take it Underroos are an American thing?

Apparently yes. You don't know what you missed!

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

Private Property of Gabriel.

These shorts come off for Chloe. Frequently.

Ah, truth in advertising!

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

I did this when I was a kid. Get it? Kid. The goat was a kid, too. Very little. And it was just me and the goat, so one.

One to distract the goat with hay, and two to get the knickers on the goat. Particularly if it's an adult.

An adult goat? That's risky!

Well, now that we've completed the challenge, it's time to pass the torch, so to speak. We decided to keep in in the STT family:

Dana--tag, you're it!

Olivia and Rachel--a little payback for their seeing Gabriel in the buff when we engaged in a bit of playful sexting!

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?"