Fantasies Hussy Style - FREE BOOK

Ten FREE short stories in one scorching hot e-book!

Did that get your attention? *g* Well, of course it did. Who doesn't want free books?!

The Hussies have written stories for the top 10 women's fantasies. You may remember Ciana posting these a few months ago. We've turned the stories into a free e-book, available in PDF and HTML formats, and let me tell you, they are flying out the door. Sorry, Sally, but my goal is to keep you very busy sending out those books!!!

To get the free e-book go to The Hussies website and click on Free Stuff.

She's in there somewhere. Isn't it time you let your inner hussy out to play?

*You must be at least 18 years old to receive this book*

Interview with Cole - Cowboy Sizzlin'

I was lucky to catch up with the man known as ‘Sex in Jeans’ and baby, once you read about him, you’ll know why Scout dubbed him with that title. He is definitely Hot ‘n’ the Saddle and knows how to be that tough cowboy with a gritty edge that only a woman like Scout can soften up.

After demonstrating my roping technique, I decided to tie him up and make him answer some questions with the promise I’d let him go once satisfied. (eg)

Sally: “How does it feel to be called Sex in Jeans? I love that term and Scout really had you pegged.”

Cole: “Well, sugar, a man has to feel complimented by that. I have to say I never expected it, but it definitely got my attention. I don't know if she had me pegged or not, but it didn't do my ego one bit of damage to hear it."

Sally: “Scout's abilities are very different from what you are accustomed to. What do you feel she'd be like without them?”

Cole: “Scout would be Scout no matter what - stubborn, bossy, hard-headed and sexy as hell.”

Sally: “Were you surprised how adept a tracker Scout is? And, tell me about that cave and what almost happened.”

Cole: “Truth be told, I expected Scout to be the best of the best in terms of tracking. After all, she was trained by Jed Windrider and he was a legend. I just didn't expect her to be a woman - or one that damn near set my pants on fire.

And, uh, the cave. Well, let's just say that it was another case of her setting my pants on fire and leave it at that. If I give too much away I just might find myself in the hot tub all alone.”

Sally: “Ray is such a psycho, did you have any idea what you'd be up against in tracking him?”

Cole: “Hell fire, no. But then I didn't think we're end up in some insane battle with a lunatic who'd let an old grudge fester into something evil inside him. If I'd had any idea I'd have gone armed for bear.”

Sally: “It's clear you are entranced by Scout's directness. What other things separate Scott from the other women you've known?”

Cole: “She's both real and magical if that makes sense. Real because she's not into pretense and doesn't put on airs. Magical because she sees and feels things others don't and she's more part of nature than man.”

Sally: “You're a tough guy, but the way you handled that cub showed us you're pretty tender, too. What about Scott makes you feel like this?”

Cole: “The depth of her feelings. Scout's a gal who loves clear down to her bones, with every bit of her heart. She's like one of the animals, wary and not given easy to trust, but once she does, she gives it all she has. I'd like to be the one person in the world who gives back as much as he gets. To let her know that when I say it's forever, she can count on that just as surely as sunrise.”

Sally: What's it like being with cat woman? LOL. I just couldn't resist. Seriously, though how do you cope?

Cole: “LOL. It's damn disconcerting at times, but also pretty amazing. I'm not keen on her claws, but it's an incredible feeling to curl up in front of a fire with a lioness purring against you. If you think a warm lap cat's purr can send you into relaxing, try it with a lion. And there is a lot to be said about animal passion, you know.”

Sally: “How did you gain new abilities? Do you think they were dormant and Scout just brought them out in you?”

Cole: “I don't have a clue. Maybe it's like my sister-in-law Anna says, and those abilities were always there, waiting for someone to find the on switch. I guess that's what Scout did. But then, flipping my switches and pushing my buttons is one of her talents.”

Sally: “Name one thing about Scout that you believe will never change.”

Cole: “She's never stop loving me and she'll never be civilized. Not that I'm complaining. It might be untamed, wild and unpredictable, but it's for sure that life with Scout will never be dull. And that's fine with me. Long as she still thinks I'm Sex in Jeans, I'm a happy man.”

Humpin' For Release!

Holy Hot Pants, Hussies! Have you ever seen as delightful a fall feast as these Hump Day hunks? And look! One of our own Hussies is releasin' even as we speak! Nathalie, come on in and give us a Tease.

*fanning self*

Who's buying what today? HOW did you decide? I don't think I ever saw a bunch of more tempting titles side-by-side. Thank goodness a few of them are Quickies -- it's like getting two for the price of one.

The Paranormal Chooses You...

"The paranormal chooses you, never the other way around."

Welcome to Painted in Moonlight. It's appropriate I'm featured on Fridays since it's fright night on TV (before I discovered the scifi channel). So in that tradition, I want to share some unique and unusual paranormal stories and news with you.

For those of you who listened to my former paranormal talk radio shows, participated in my paranormal workshops or discussion lists, you know it's no longer a secret that my life is one big paranormal encounter after another. I forced myself to discuss my experiences as a self-imposed therapy and soon I was incorporating many of my experiences in my books.

To start off, I thought I'd tell you about the first real encounter I vividly recall as though it happened yesterday. When I was 6 years old, I'd just learned to ride my bike. I was pedaling around my grandparents’ large circular driveway, well, it was more of an oval shape paved in asphalt.

My grandparents had a really nice farm complete with a five-acre pond, a couple of barns and a huge machine shop formerly used for military machine fabrications. The house was built in 1909 and at the time was considered a very modern California bungalow style home with a 3/4 wrap around porch with one end topped by a large round turret.

We were in the South and back then farms used their own incinerators to burn trash. Oftentimes when my brothers, cousins and I would be playing outside on trash day, a few charred pieces of paper would escape and we'd grab our imaginary swords (sticks from fallen limbs in the woods) and slash at the black rumpled wisps of ash.

So one afternoon I was riding my bike around the driveway, when a very large piece of charred paper drifted overhead. It still had some yellow streaks on it that hadn't completely burned. It drifted to the ground a few feet from me, still intact. My little heart was pounding at finding such a glorious prize and I couldn't wait to find a stick and slash it with a big Z.

I got off my bike and unable to find a stick, reached over with the intention to just poke it with my finger when this man's voice boomed out of nowhere. "Don't touch that!" I paused and looked around, saw my grandfather sitting on the porch, reading the newspaper and oblivious to what had just happened.

So accustomed to discounting things I heard and saw because after all, they were purely my imagination, I shrugged and leaned over again, stretching out my hand towards the paper when the voice very sternly boomed, "I said, don't touch that. Go get your grandfather. Now!"

This time I jumped and ran up the drive across the lawn to the front porch. As soon as I caught my breath, I asked my grandfather to accompany me. I needed him to see something. Of course, he wanted to know what I'd found, but since I had no idea I pulled him by the hand back to the place where the ash-like paper was still resting undisturbed on the ground.

Well, his face turned as white as a sheet as we say in the South and he quickly picked up a big rock from the flower bed and dropped it in a big whooshing sound as it crushed the paper.

He bent down to me and asked, "Do you know what that was?"

I shook my head.

"Then how did you know to come and get me?"

Of course, I did the typical child thing, "I dunno." I'd already learned not to talk about the things I saw because everyone said it was just my imagination.

"Well, that was a rabid bat and had you tried to touch it, instead of coming to get me, it would have bitten you."

Oh yeah, after that incident, I listened anytime a voice boomed out of nowhere. Years later when I was invited to participate in a 3-year paranormal research project, I met the owner of that voice. (g)

Join me next week when I will introduce you to, without a doubt, the most unusual psychic/clairvoyant ever!

Only Two Types of Men?

I read an article that divides men into two categories. Now, it states one man basically sets you on fire and the other one takes a while to warm up to.

What do you think? Two Types of Men

Is it possible to have both types rolled into one?

End of the Earth?

Well, I guess if your sweetie says he will walk to the end of the earth for you it could be a very short trip. And if he continues on to Houghton, then I guess he will be trying to give you the moon or at least taking that first baby step into outer space.(vbg)

Sally:)

Romantic moments to remember

As a single mom, I bought my first home on my own in the historic district of my home town. This was a big accomplishment for me and there was little to no traffic through this area after midnight. No need for anyone to be cruising through unless going to their home.

One of the most romantic moments when my husband and I were first dating was arrivng at my home around 2 am after attending a party. It was late April and the night was soft with a gentle breeze - very springlike.

Dressed in my evening dress and my husband in his black suit, I started for the door when he spun me around and into his arms. Before I knew what was happening, he began to waltz me down the middle of street all the way to the corner, all the while, humming softly in my ear.

This was the most romantic moment I think I've ever had.

What was yours?

Sally:)

Food and Sex Factoids

But not how you may think I mean it.

I ran across some articles about how and why certain foods were invented. There were two that I found...Why don't I just tell you? I mean, where have I been that I didn't know these factoids?

Kellogg invented cornflakes because he wanted to create a diet he felt would curb the sex drive. I'm serious! He and many others during his time thought masturbation was evil and wicked and he was determined to invent a food to stop it!

For whatever reason, he thought cornflakes were the ticket because they were meatless or some other unfounded science he was practicing. I was laughing too hard to finish the explanation of why he thought it would work.

The mid-19th century guys seemed pretty obsessed with sex, but not like modern men. They were trying to stop others from having so much of it. (ah... what's wrong with this picture aside from being abbynormal?)

And then there was Dr. Graham also his competitor, who claimed his latest creation - Graham Crackers succeeded where Kellogg's failed. Yeah, right.

And so we have two great food stuffs, but fortunately they did not accomplish said missions. I'm sure there were a lot of folks refusing to buy those two products.

Naturally, there was an opposing faction who thought sex was great and everyone needed more of it. And then there was the physician who believed hysteria in women was caused from a lack of sex. Oh yeah, I think that would do it.

So one doctor began... ahem...treating women in his office assisting them in well... you know... having orgasms. I am serious, stop your laughing!

He not only assisted his patients, he gave speeches at conferences on how to treat these female patients.

Finally... Finally... one very smart doctor created the vibrator so women could treat themselves at home.

Sally:)

The Hussies™ SERIES IS A GO!!!

Ciana and I are flying high, hussies! EC notified us that our proposed erotic romance series, THE HUSSIES™ is a BIG BIG GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Don't forget to enter Ci's and my contest WANNA BE A HUSSY! Details are on this blog.

The first Hussy Name will be drawn June 30th.

See ya!
Sally:) one happy hussy!