The March Lion Roars

My Beautiful Big Cats, did the March Lion roar today... the winds were completely ferocious for most of the day. The Kougar opened her favorite window twice and was blasted in the mug by icy cold.
What do you think of this cover art, Kittens? Moi was impressed with the chivalrous passion and enchantment evoked by the cover artist, whoever that is? She stumbled over this beauty at the ~ romanceebooksnewyearnewsletter.blogspot.com ~ while reading a feature on the Happily Ever After blog. Michelle Pillow was one of the featured authors and this is her cover art for Cupid’s Enchantment. Here’s the info.
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Cupid’s Enchantment by Michelle Pillow
Excerpt: http://www.michellepillow.com/cupids_enchantment.htm ~
Buy Link: http://michellepillow.com/ravenbooks/index.php?main_page=document_product_info&cPath=2_5&products_id=12 ~
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Another bloggie for the Kougar... she will be over at HAPPILY EVER AFTER on Wednesday, April 1 ~ no, it’s not an April Fool’s joke... meow-snicker...
If you’d like to read the scene of Lady Sheridan and Baron Zaggry’s first meeting, when their courtship began... claw-click on over.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 94 ~

Sylva tried to see everything around her, and at the same time, her cowboy possessed her full attention. The boutique-like shops they passed had exquisite and eclectic displays of jewelry, clothing and art. “When Royce finally beat me and Bobby McBeal in the bull riding competition, it was his destiny turning point. He practiced on every bull he could find, and focused on becoming the best.” Recalling the little she knew about bull riding, Sylva asked, “How many bones has he broken?” Zeke halted, facing her fully. “He’s taken dozens of hard spills, cracked his noggin, but no broken bones.”

Zeke cocked his head in puzzlement. “No broken bones,” she repeated, her gaze perplexed. “Sylva, no one breaks bones here anymore.” She stepped back, astonished. Zeke steadied her, gradually bringing her close. “How is that possible?” she murmured. “Once the effect of nutrition on genes was studied, it was simple to create supplements, then fertilize the soil. Everything grown here has been designed to enhance health in a natural way.” Zeke answered her inquisitive expression. “Yes, what we had for dinner.” She blinked after a long moment. “Fascinating. Will it work on me?” Zeke grinned reassuringly, cupping her shoulders. “Absolutely, darlin’.”
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 93 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday ~ The Kougar is blogging ~ Romancing the Heavenly Stars in Blue ~ the first meeting of Sher and Zag, the heroine and hero in ALL SHADES OF BLUE PARADISE ~
Monday ~ Bekki did a round robin about reader reviews, etc. Yes, the Kougar yowled her piece.
Friday, By George, Whatever Next! ~Posted by Francesca Prescott ~
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

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NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

March lioness kiss from the Kougar...

Long Live the Queen

Is synchronicity the Kougar cat’s best friend? I ask you, My Sassy Cat Beauties. Just now on Jay Leno, a woman comedienne who is brassy, but fun, has a new CD or something out, titled ~ Long Live the Queen ~ btw, her jokes are beyond the word bawdy.
Mew-anyhoo, at the same time moi was working on her bloggie for tomorrow, or Tuesday, for Lindsay Townsend’s newest blog, the pink blog ~ http://lindsaysromantics.blogspot.com ~ The Kougar’s blog is BUILDING THE FUTURE IN A ROMANCE, wherein she talks about world-building the future, and gives an excerpt from her first futuristic romance story, unpubbed, titled ~ QUEEN, AND MY CAPTIVE ~
The Kougar has not thought of this story in ages, just remembering late last night when she was thinking about what to claw-pen for her bloggie.

And! the synchronicity hits keep on coming as moi listens to Coast-to-Coast am, nighttime radio. Already the Mayan Calendar and the date, 2012, has been mentioned. Plus, John Rhodes, tonight’s guest has a cameo role in the Kougar's 2012 futuristic romance ~ WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS.
Meow... wow... pow! What are the odds?
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 93 ~

Sylva felt excitement steal through her veins. This Earth certainly had its huge advantages. “Who’s older, you or Royce?” Slipping his hand around her waist, her cowboy husband guided her toward a large carved door with gilt outlining the fancy design. “I’m older by a year, darlin’. Royce and I used to compete at the fair rodeo events as kids. He never liked loosin’, no matter the differences in our age.” Zeke opened the door, ushering her inside, his palm firmly on the small of her back. Sylva decided she liked being handled this way, if only it would continue.

Zeke decided he felt like a struttin’ peacock as he escorted his bride inside the long strolling corridor which would take them past other saloon nightspots and shops, before they reached the Emerald Shamrock. “You’re saying you always won?” she asked. Amused, Zeke chuckled. She’d sounded so perplexed about whether or not to believe him. “I won more than I lost. Dad was a heck of a coach to both me and my sister. And I had the driving ambition.” Holding her skirts, she daintily moved beside him as they walked up the ramp way. “Did Royce ever beat you?”
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 92 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Monday ~ Bekki did a round robin about reader reviews, etc. Yes, the Kougar yowled her piece.
Wednesday, Bekki blogged about using the right words in a romance.
Friday, By George, Whatever Next! ~Posted by Francesca Prescott ~
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~

Straight from the Carnal Cherub ~

Angelic Forecast ~ XXX

“After the storm,” I say to my unicorn, Shimmeria, while I stroke her glistening alabaster neck. We await the Heavenly One. “And the sky is such a gorgeous shade of blue, perfect for the Age of Aquarius,” I continue.
She nods, her golden horn subtly flashing in the sunlight.
“Yesterday was a storm of sleet, rain and snow. The sleet struck my window forever. It means weather and Earth changes are on the way, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” the Cherub agrees, gradually floating downward. “As we have spoken before, the time is at hand. Mother Earth wishes to return to a more tropical landscape. And there are other forces at work.”

MORE.. Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

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NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Long live the kisses from the Kougar...

Flash Noir of the Vampire

After the storm, my Big Beautiful Cats... and it was one helluva storm on the tame prairie yesterday, although not near the strength of storms elsewhere in the country, including a tornado down in Mississippi.
This morning the sky gleamed a gorgeous blue, the color it should be, the new color of the Aquarian Age.

Ever experience the room appearing to spin around you? This is a new one for the Kougar. Moi woke up after a couple of hours of sleep, and felt not good. When she opened her eyes, the room circled around her. Talk about weird and scary. Arriving at the conclusion it could be from allergies, given her sinuses had swollen dramatically, moi took a natural anti-inflammatory, and hoped for the best.
Some of the symptoms are still present off and on. However, the sinuses were most affected outside, so allergens it is.
At least, the Kougar can now pen authentically about this strange no-fun symptom.

FLASH NOIR ~ This was author, Roscoe James’ theme for Flash Fiction Sunday at the Liquid Silver SEx blog. Of course, the Kougar always thinks of hard-boiled detective mysteries with the term ‘noir’ ~ such a dark cool posh word, meow!
Purr-dangerous however, after reading the prior flashies ~ check them out Big Kittens *very naughty indeed* ~ the Kougar was inspired to write a vampiric noir.

Zhario of the Dark Server Unit

Zhario sniffed for the acrid bloom of scent that would rapidly lead him to the mutant he hunted. Hunted to extinction. He laughed inside at his own dark humor. He could hear the swine mutant’s heavy tread in a city alleyway, as he searched for prey, preferably a hapless human. But any stray would do. Covered by the night, he swiftly unfurled his great black wings, and launched from the low rooftop. The odor of the mutant had peaked, meaning he’d sighted a victim. Diving, Zhario caught a yellowish flash of the mutant’s tusk. “Cupid, come back here. Cupid, please!”

The woman’s shrill desperate voice would have cut to his heart, if he’d had one. Zhario swooped faster along the alleyway. This wouldn’t be an easy kill now. The mutant loped toward the woman, instead of feeding on her pet. Close enough to the ugly brown brute, Zhario’s fangs snapped out. The woman stood in a pool of neon light, paralyzed by fear, holding her dog tight against her bosom. Focusing on the mutant, he arrowed his flight. Landing on the brute’s back, he sank his clawed fingers into the mutant’s thick greasy hide. Rearing back, he unhinged his mouth.

The woman’s scream bounced through alleyway, eerily echoing. Zhario bit, feeling his dagger-like fangs slide deep into the flesh that served as the mutant’s neck. Greenish blood spurted from a severed vein. Infuriated by what the mutant considered a petty attack that interrupted his dinner, he bucked like a fiend, repeatedly slamming his body against the concrete walls on either side of them, and sending a dumpster flying. Zhario hung on, withdrew his fangs, then sliced them over and over into the mutant’s boar-like strength, shredding his shoulder muscles. The woman shrieked hysterically, as if she could stop their battle.

Stabbing his fangs beneath the mutant’s pig ear, Zhario found his artery, and ripped through it. Squealing horribly, the brute grabbed his neck with his pork-steak hand, trying to stop his blood from spurting like an angry fountain. Unerringly, Zhario slipped forth his enchanted knife, and dealt the death blow. The mutant disappeared beneath him. At the same time, the woman and her dog were suspended in the sorcery vortex. He had to decide what to do with her. A full mind wipe was impossible. She’d witnessed too much, and the horror was embedded in her psyche. He felt it.

Zhario stopped dead in his tracks. Funny, he thought, since he was dead to the human world. Her resemblance to his first love was uncannily similar. His loins lurched. Hellblade, his whole body lurched toward her, and wanted. Savagely wanted and tenderly wanted. His mind wanted to believe it was her, even though rational thought told him different. It was the woman’s face that reached in, grabbing his soul, and gripping his aching hungry balls. Stone-rot, he couldn’t leave her here to endure a lifetime of nightmares. She’d probably end up in a mental institution, drugged into a constant fog.

Stepping forward in a move he knew he would come to fiercely regret, especially since it was against the Dark Server code, Zhario wrapped her inside his wings. She awakened as he levitated them upwards. To halt the scream surging up her throat, he kissed her, hard at first, then more forcefully as her lips responded. He wondered if it was just her instinctive reaction to his kiss, or if she truly felt a sudden passion claim her, as he wanted to claim her. Barely, he heard her dog ferociously growl at him. Hellblood, Victoria waited for him. Now what?
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 92 ~

Sylva paid close attention to Zeke’s words with Martha. “Uncle Adam?” she inquired, once they moved to the front door, ornate with frosted glass and curlicues. “My mother’s older brother. Martha is his second wife.” Opening the door, he escorted her onto a large platform porch, and down the four steps to the broad sidewalk gleaming from the lantern lights. The night had its own deep mysterious smell here. Several odors drifted around her, first horses, then the food being cooked, the fragrances mingling with the lovely-scented blooms. And the faint odor of cigar smoke. “Who is Royce?” she asked.

Zeke tenderly fondled his bride’s hand between his hands. “Jealous, when he gets a long look at you, darlin’.” She paused, peering at him, one brow arched. “Royce is my cousin. He’s rough around the edges, so don’t take any offense. It’s likely we’ll run into him tonight. He always hankers after a no-holds-barred celebration, especially when the women are present.” Zeke rumbled a laugh of remembrance. “Get enough liquor in him and he’ll ride the mechanical bull just to please the ladies. Normally you can’t get him near one. Despises ‘em. He’s the Champion Bull rider ‘round these parts.”
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 91 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday, Bekki blogged about using the right words in a romance.
Monday, Lindsay penned a fabulous blog on ‘hair’ on romance novels ~ the Crowning glory ~
Friday, By George, Whatever Next! ~Posted by Francesca Prescott ~
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Flash noir kiss from the Kougar...

Waylaid by Epona

Not a fit night out for man nor beast... to quote W.C. Fields... on the Kougar’s tame prairie tonight, my Lovely Big Cats. Driving rain and sleet for half the day, then cold rain... then came the big fat snowflakes. It was one helluva a stiff wind, the snow was being driven almost parallel to the ground. Not there is that much accumulation. And when moi put her doggies out for a short time, icy spits of snow and sleet blew in the door.

Yes, the Kougar was waylaid by Epona, the Celtic Horse Goddess, as she was paw-penning her WIP ~ Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ thus ensued Google research, including images. The pic above is from ~ http://epona.net ~ a serious research site. However, moi also read several pagan magic articles and blogs about Epona. The Kougar would share how Epona showed up in her story, completely unexpected and unplanned BTW, but that would take away from anyone who reads it.

My Kitkats, you might want to take a peek at Jolie Cain’s Liquid Silver blog for today. Moi found it entertaining and thought-provoking. Here’s a snippet and moi’s mew-sings.

Believe me

Jolie Cain wrote this terribly early in the morning:

I believe…

…that two wrongs don’t make a right.
…that spandex is not the miracle fabric–denim is.
…that the only difference in men and boys is the price of their toys.
…that it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
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Savanna Kougar Says:
March 28th, 2009 at 3:18 pm

Jolie, good list!

I believe this should be a world where dreams of the heart and soul come true…
I believe that if we all came together as One thought, one meditation, one prayer that blesses each one of us and all of us, at once… for a minute each day, the quality of life on Earth would be enhanced a thousandfold.

Oh, I’ll have what Michelle is having… except with a different hero.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 91 ~

Sylva noticed he hadn’t said the year of his birth. She’d asked, wondering at their compatibility, by using numerology and astrology. They were both fire signs, which meant they would more easily understand each other’s natures. In the passion department, it mean fireworks, or one of them fanning the flames of the other. He certainly knew how to fan her fiercest highest flames. Of course, if they both exploded at each other in an argument, it could be a war zone of dropping bombs. Still, that depended on how their natal charts matched up. “We’re both fire signs,” she offered.

Zeke had wondered about her reason for asking. Now he grinned. He hadn’t wanted to frighten her with his actual age, given the life spans on her world appeared much shorter. “My darling little spitfire,” he crooned. She flirtatiously rolled her shoulders. “My tall handsome lion,” she sang back. With a light step she turned, taking his arm. Martha had discreetly moved across the parlor. Now she walked to meet them, a knowing smile lighting up her strong visage. “Is there anything you need, Zekie-boy?” Pausing, he drawled, “No, ma’am. Give my regards to Uncle Adam. Is Royce in town?”
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 90 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday, Bekki blogged about using the right words in a romance.
Monday, Lindsay penned a fabulous blog on ‘hair’ on romance novels ~ the Crowning glory ~
Friday, By George, Whatever Next! ~Posted by Francesca Prescott ~
~~~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Waylaid goddess kiss from the Kougar...

The Crazier Nonsense of Life

Check this bloggie out, my Big Sassy Kittens, about the crazier nonsense of life. The Kougar adored it!

Friday, March 27, 2009

By George, Whatever Next!

Posted by Francesca Prescott

Some time ago, I entered a contest, the prize being to star alongside George Clooney in a Nespresso commercial. I never heard back from the contest organizers, so I suppose they picked someone else, which is a shame, really, because with the number of Nespressos I down per day, I was the perfect, highly caffeinate candidate.

I’ve always found Mr. Clooney rather yummy, and I’m sure that a couple of hours spent in his wobbly-headed, charming company wouldn’t be too much of a drag.
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More at ~

HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
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Another productive day of claw-penning on moi’s WIP ~ Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ here’s the last paragraph, just finished...

Snaking his neck, he caught the warrior’s thigh in his mouth, leaving a massive scorch mark. Before they could deter him with enough darts, he spun like a dervish, striking out with his front hooves. The grounded warrior never made it back on his bullet vehicle. Twitching his blazing tail with fiendish speed as he whirled, Drojovv slapped the standing warrior several times, searing his entire body.
Rapidly the stench of burned flesh filled the air
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 90 ~

Sylva wondered what a woman was supposed to do, faced with such irresistible gallantry. Okay, supposedly she was now Sylva Kristine Woolridge Vintorr. Not that she exactly objected. Actually, there was something wonderfully thrilling about it. Although, heaven knew why, except women were trained from birth to be a happy bride. Still, he made a handsome husband. More important to her was their passion and how he’d treated her, so far. She smiled within and without. “Do you use the title of Mrs. here?” He brushed her knuckles with his lips, making her feel dreamy. “That’s an antiquated term here.”

Zeke dived his gaze into the sparkling azure sky of her eyes. “If it’s not Mrs. Woolridge-Vintorr, what is it?” she asked. “Formally, it’s Wife of Zeke Dhurago Vintorr. Informally, it’s Wife of Zeke Vintorr, unless it’s one our family friends. Then it’s our first names.” She stared at him, bewildered, torn. “Sylva, I swear your happiness is my own heart. Let me show you. The Emerald Shamrock is not far from here. Dance with me.” She nodded, swallowing. Suddenly curiosity shone in her eyes. “When is your birthday?” Relieved, he rasped, “August One. What’s yours, my Sylva?” She smiled, “March Twenty-seventh.”
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 89 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday, Bekki blogged about using the right words in a romance.
Monday, Lindsay penned a fabulous blog on ‘hair’ on romance novels ~ the Crowning glory ~
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

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NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Crazier nonsense smooch from the Kougar...

March Showers Bring April Flowers

March showers on the tame prairie, my Big Beautiful Cats, the perfect type of rainshower needed for soaking into the Spring-awakening ground. Meow-yowl, though, there could be snowshowers on the way.
Yes, moi observed today, how green and thick the grass and vegetation are where her doggies’ poo has fertilized. This has always been true in every place the Kougaress has lived ~ the remarkable greening powers of doggie poo.

Today, and once again, lots of good claw-penning on the Kougar’s WIP ~ Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ Trail and Seneca have just barely escaped with the amulets, but the menacing gnat-drones are waiting... and the hero’s alien-tricked out pickup truck has been found by the bad guys...

Hold onto your hoop-skirts, my Lovely Kittens all, the world stage is about to explode beyond the current humongous mess... and all the solutions offered will be like the horrific scene in the first 1978 incarnation of Battlestar Galactica, Worn down to hell and back, they think they’ve found this good-time world, believing their hosts are harmless ~ but when the elevator goes to the bottom level... oops, there’s the machines, and all the captured, fattened-up humans are being drained for energy... Only Muffit, the robot dog-bear, sensed the truth...
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 89 ~

Sylva calmed the fluttering butterflies in her belly, as she walked with him down an inside flight of stairs. She couldn’t help being impressed with the yellow pine bannister, that looked as if it had been polished within an inch of its life. He slowed their leisurely pace once they came to the small curve at the bottom of the substantially built stairway. It was as if she stepped into a lavishly decorated parlor. However, the room was fairly large, and probably more well lit than parlors in the olden days. “Lovely,” she praised. “Why thank you, dear. Evenin’ Zekie-boy.”

Zeke escorted Sylva down the rest of the stairway, then tipped his hat. “Evenin’, Martha. May I present my bride, Sylva.” He gazed down at her beautifully flushed face. “I don’t know her full name yet. We’ve been too busy gettin’ to know each other in the ways that count.” Her eyes glowed and flashed with remembrance. “Sylva Kristine Woolridge,” she softly offered. “Sylva Kristine Woolridge Vintorr.” He slightly stressed his last handle. “Vintorr,” she murmured. “Is that how you do it here? Add your last name to mine?” Zeke nodded. Bringing her hand beneath his lips, he kissed tenderly.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 88 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday, Bekki blogged about using the right words in a romance.
Monday, Lindsay penned a fabulous blog on ‘hair’ on romance novels ~ the Crowning glory ~
Last Friday, Sara posted about a non-traditional Happy Ending.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

March rain kisses from the Kougar...

These days...

A chilly dank Spring evening, my Sassy Big Kittens, the Kougar is still paw-penning the last chapter of her WIP ~ Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ the hero, Trail, is using a semi-truck as a battering ram in an underground alien facility. The heroine, Seneca, is riding shotgun, and they’re closing in on her stolen amulets.

These days... in all candor, the Kougaress never thought to see these current days and times. Perhaps, she merely deeply hoped never to see them... hoping history would never repeat itself. That we, as the human race, could and would do better.
During her late teens, early twenties, she had the stars of idealism in her eyes, and did everything she could to make a difference, and make the world a better for all of us. It didn’t work.
At one time, the Kougaress believed it had a good chance to work, a better world... and, truth be told, it could have worked...would have worked... If... but, IF, is over... and now is now.
Yet, it could still work. If we, as the human race, mentally held hands, took a mass consciousness moment everyday, and willed the best and highest for all of us... as ONE SPIRIT.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 88 ~

Sylva indulged as she never had. She savored his claiming powerful kiss. She savored exactly the way he felt beneath her hands, and the way his lean gorgeously-muscled body felt against her. If she never... if it all ended, she would have these precious passionate moments to remember. She teased her fingertips with the hair curling at the nape of his neck, then gently caressed upwards. Fingering into the thickness of his hair, she smoothed her palm over the shape of his head. Surprised by how long he kept their kiss going, she reveled, returning it with her own fervor.

Zeke languidly tasted her mouth, then gently parted their lips. “Now that’s the way I want my bride to kiss me.” She gave him a dreamy little smile. “Every single time?” she delicately challenged, arching a brow. “No,” he admitted. Smiling widely, he gently rocked her, and wondered if the beam from his eyes lit up the room. “I thought you were taking me dancing, cowboy.” Her gaze sweetly flirted with him. “I surely am.” Releasing her, he took a couple of steps back, offering his arm. “This way, my Sylva. We’ll be doing a little strolling.” She smiled, taking his arm.
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TO BE CONTINUED
~~~~~~
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 87 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
~~~~~~
HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday, Bekki blogged about using the right words in a romance.
Monday, Lindsay penned a fabulous blog on ‘hair’ on romance novels ~ the Crowning glory ~
Last Friday, Sara posted about a non-traditional Happy Ending.
~~~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

One spirit wish and kiss from the Kougar...

The Day the Music died...

Today the music of freedom died... what the Forefathers and the Foremothers fought for, died for, watched their families die for... has been killed, brutally murdered by the foul cowards in Congress... with strokes of their treasonous pens, with souls blackened by lust and greed and cruelty, with lies to satisfy them rather than the nourishment of truth, those elected to highest duty to the people have betrayed those, their people... forsaken them to the rapacious tearing jaws of wolves, who kill not to feed, but for corrupt sport, for power unlimited...
Shay lowered her quill pen, and figured her own life would end soon. She’d prized her freedom since she’d been able to run on her small toddler legs. Freedom had shone like the brightest jewel inside her, ever since she could remember. Freedom was the most heavenly and inspirational of scents, to be savored like nothing else. No rare wine could match it’s fragrance. No perfume. No flower. No, not the blossom most radiant and redolent with fragrance.
Freedom had always burned inside her, ferocious as an unstoppable wildfire... savage as the sweeping blasts of a windstorm... freedom, it sang through her as surely as her breath flowed... that’s why Shay knew she didn’t have long to live...
From the Kougar’s newest WIP, my Big Beautiful Cats ~ The Eternal Music of Freedom ~
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 87 ~

Sylva soared, the ecstasy floating her until she couldn’t feel her flesh for instants. As she descended the tall strength of his body supported her. She started to regain control, force herself to stand. “Let go, darlin’. I’ll hold you.” His arms looped around her middle tenderly, while the magnificent length of his cock pressed, yet not with expectation. She yielded, grateful for these moments, where he truly seemed to care. About her. Any other man she’d known would be grabbing at the gown, fighting to pull it up. If she’d been reluctant, the whining and demands would have begun.

Zeke contented himself with her pleasure, and a bull’s rush of euphoria expanded his chest at his ability to care for her this way. The sumptuous sexy feel of her inside his embrace promised the future he wanted with his new wife. He held her until she stirred and turned, soft as a breeze, to face him. She smiled, her radiant face beneath his. “You are full of surprises, cowboy... Zeke,” she sensually crooned.”Very nice surprises.” Standing on tiptoe, she slid her hands up his chest, molding passionately. She offered her lips. Sweeping down, the took possession, kissing her.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 86 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Monday, Lindsay penned a fabulous blog on ‘hair’ on romance novels ~ the Crowning glory ~
Last Friday, Sara posted about a non-traditional Happy Ending.
Last Wednesday, Kadian penned a serious blog about the practice of college hazing.
~~~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
~~~~~~

Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Chilly Spring smooch from the Kougar...

March Maddening...

Yep, meow, that was today, my Big Gorgeous Cats... one of those chaos, screaming inside, nothing goes quite right days... including Yahoo went berserk on major promo day.
The Kougar did get some more good penning done on her current WIP. Yowl-yippee!
Tomorrow, moi will post Pat Cunningham’s bloggie about her fantasy entry in the Amazon Author Award’s contest at Title Magic. This is Pat’s finalist entry for American Title IV, also. Here’s a snippet, the opening of Chapter One.

HELLBLOOD

by Pat Cunningham

The imp came at me out of nowhere.
I was crossing Hoover Street, headed for the Trenches as part of my patrol, when the imp shot out from between two houses and flew right at me. I thought it was a dog at first, until I spotted the fork in the tail. The stench hit me seconds after. There’s no mistaking the odor of imp, like a tire fried in canola oil. Only the tire smells better.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 86 ~

Sylva lolled her head back and forth on his broad muscled chest. Oh god yes, he was so male, so masculine, every inch of his body, including the uncompromising thrust of his cock. “Oh, yes, Zeke, my nipples... please.” Immediately he tugged and pinched rhythmically. She moaned, letting the sharp sweet stabs of pleasure sweep through her. She could hardly believe a man would sexually accommodate her this way. She could hardly believe he was such an expert at handling and fondling her breasts, using the restriction of the satin gown to heighten her ecstasy. She whimpered, her orgasm rising.

Zeke discovered how fiercely he enjoyed feeling and watching her surrender to the bliss of her carnal fulfillment, especially at his hands. He tweaked her bud-brazen nipples through the slippery satin, the heel of his hands enticing the trapped swells of her bosom. Her small head rocked on his chest, her face flushed with the arrival of her rapture, her eyelids pale and delicate where there was no beauty paint. Her colored lips gleamed, a luscious confection he wanted to taste. Feeling her nipples peak higher, hearing her helpless whimper, he greedily watched her orgasmic pleasure claim her entire body.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 85 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Yesterday, Lindsay penned a fabulous blog on ‘hair’ on romance novels ~ the Crowning glory ~
Friday, Sara posted about a non-traditional Happy Ending.
Wednesday, Kadian penned a serious blog about the practice of college hazing.
Tuesday ~ The Romance of the Unicorn for St. Patrick’s Day ~ by the Kougar
~~~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~

Straight from the Carnal Cherub himself...

Angelic Forecast ~ XXIX

“Spring has sprung. Corny as that is, I’ve always wanted to say that,” I say to the Heavenly One who is surrounded by a purply mist. I wonder why, of course.
“Didn’t you see a purple light above you, before you slept?” he asks, mischief in his gaze. He floats downward, standing on his feet before me.
I slowly nod. “I did. Was it you?”
“A friend of mine.”
“Another Cherub?”
“No. My friend is a light being from another planet-world. Or, she can shift to her light body and travel the Universe.”
“Fascinating. I suppose human beings have that potential, to shift into a light body and travel anywhere.”

MORE...Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

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NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
~~~~~~

Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Maddening kisses from the Kougar...

Flash of Water and Rainshowers

Guess what, my Big Gorgeous Kittens, it’s World Water Day. Okay, the Kougar adores water in all it’s many forms and splendors. And she would help anyone she could with her own little supply.
However, roar and score of claws, she’s not so wild about being forced to give up her water rights to those corporate/government entities and world organizations, who have proven to be mafia-type criminals over and over again.

Still-purring, the serendipity of the Water Goddess does rule, since the flashing theme for today was ~ Water ~
The extra-talented erotic romance author, Nina Pierce, hosted Flash Fiction Sunday at the Liquid Silver SEx blog. Nina knew nada about World Water Day.
Neither did moi, until reading Rowena Cherry’s post about it.

Love your water, my Beautiful Kittens. It loves you.

Moi’s mew-sings might just send you racing over to read all the flashies ~

Talk about flashes that hit all my sex fantasy buttons! Today… wow, ya all.
Swimming near a waterfall, the appearance of a sexy man… Bathing a cigar-smoking cowboy and a hot tub toe seduction… the shimmering magical lure of water… and the passion of raindrops…
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Here’s my water flashie ~

Dark clouds hid the sun’s face. Warm raindrops gently splashed on her face. Starwind smiled, adoring the feel. Wheeling her storm-gray mare toward home, she heel-touched her into a racing gallop over the short-grass prairie. Eager to run, the mare flattened, her hooves drumming, as the raindrops struck faster. Together they sensed a safe path, missing the prairie dog holes, yet flying over the ground with total abandon. The rainstorm hit, wild and sensual on Starwind’s bare skin. The sky lightning-flashed magnificently, then the rain pounded sluicing over their bodies, and renewing the prairie land. Starwind thrilled, feeling fiercely alive.

Seeing the barn ahead, nearly hidden by the sheets of rain, Starwind reined her mare to a slower pace, finally easing her gait to a flowing trot. They entered the huge barn, the scent of fresh hay surrounding them like a welcoming blanket. “Here,” her husband ordered. Obediently her mare halted beside him. Starwind met his frown of disapproval with a defiant tilt of her chin. Aware her white t-shirt clung like a second skin, revealing her breasts, she watched his cobalt eyes blaze with lust. “I told you it would rain, wife. But I like you wet. Come here.”
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 85 ~

Sylva stroked his hands, feeling entirely wanton. There was something so very erotic about the way the gown felt against her butt and thighs as he stood behind her, holding her breasts. His thumbs caressed her bare flesh above the gown’s bodice, while two of his fingertips fondled her taut nipples through the tight fabric. God, he was driving her insane with pleasure. He stepped closer, the strength of his thighs and the strength of his engorged cock pressing deeply into the gown’s satin folds. Astonished by her level of lustful surrender, she encouraged him, shoving back against his manhood.

Zeke kept up his passionate assault on his Sylva, reveling in his power to please her womanly senses. Though his cock speared and ached to fight through the barrier of his pants, he concentrated on bringing her to fullest pleasure. His lunging pleasure would come later this night, and be more savagely rapturous simply because he waited now. Besides, he wanted the scent of her zenith filling his nostrils as they danced. He wanted the special softness of her satiated body pressed against him. Mostly, he wanted to witness the sweet shine in her eyes whenever she looked at him.
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TO BE CONTINUED
~~~~~~
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 84 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Friday, Sara posted about a non-traditional Happy Ending.
Wednesday, Kadian penned a serious blog about the practice of college hazing.
Tuesday ~ The Romance of the Unicorn for St. Patrick’s Day ~ by the Kougar
Monday, Bekki wrote a great bloggie article about ways to keep selling your small print/ebook.
~~~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
~~~~~~

Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Water sprite kisses from the Kougar...

Intimate Strangers

Lovely evening, my Sassy Big Cats, if you’re a fan of Western erotic romance, or maybe you’re just more darn curious than a cat, run with a springing stride to check out INTIMATE STRANGERS by Gem Sivad. Gem’s novel is about to be released, actually on March 30.
You can see a preview at these three places ~
ONE: the Liquid Silver SEx blog titled ~ How Come Good Girls Love Tough Guys ~
TWO: the Liquid Silver Forum, the Books Coming Soon thread ~
THREE: ~ http://gemsivadauthor.blogspot.com ~
The Kougar adores the excerpt Gem has at the forum, and, as you can glimpse, the cover art is beautifully powerful and nostalgic. Gem also has a free download of the prologue, The Journal of Lucy Quince ~ a definite roar of recommended reading from this western-genre loving Mountain Lioness.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 84 ~

Sylva marveled at his ability to the tighten the gown perfectly. “When,” she called back to him. With a gentle firmness he tied the lacings. “Where did you learn that skill?” she asked. “Never mind.” He chuckled deeply. “Mostly on my sister. She made me practice, since mother or one the help wasn’t always around when she wanted to play dress-up. Once it finally knocked my into skull like a lightning bolt, that it could be a real useful skill, I never complained again about helping her.” He smoothed his palms over her bare shoulders possessively. His warm lips followed.

Zeke tasted his woman with languid kisses. The silky feminine heat of her flesh ignited his loins, straightening his cock. When she leaned back against him, he trailed his kisses up the side of her neck, then nibbled her tiny earlobe. She whimpered, wanting more. Teasing her delicate lobe, he inhaled her musky juices like a stud. Slipping his hands beneath her breasts, he cupped, brushing his thumbs over the bare swells of her bosom. “Oh, what you do to me,” she rasped. Soft as fine cotton, she covered his hand. Gently Zeke gripped her earlobe with his teeth, tugging.
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TO BE CONTINUED
~~~~~~
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 83 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
~~~~~~
HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Friday, Sara posted about a non-traditional Happy Ending.
Wednesday, Kadian penned a serious blog about the practice of college hazing.
Tuesday ~ The Romance of the Unicorn for St. Patrick’s Day ~ by the Kougar
Monday, Bekki wrote a great bloggie article about ways to keep selling your small print/ebook.
~~~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
~~~~~~

Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Intimate, but strange smooch from the Kougar...

White Powder of Gold

Happy first day of Spring, my Sassy Cat Beauties, the Kougar is limping around somewhat painfully. But, at least, she’s limping or gimping... and definitely not primping.
Another synchronicity to report. White powder of gold is featured in the Kougar’s current WIP ~ Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ as substance wanted by the villains. Lo and greatly behold, as moi was typing away and listening to Coast-to-Coast am, white powder of gold was brought up by a caller into the radio program just as this Big Cat girl was typing in those words. Cool and tingly-spooky, meow-huh? Since the show itself was not on that particular topic.
For a much better explanation than moi can provide, Google ~ Laurence Gardiner and white powder of gold. If kitty curious.

Roar, and is the Kougar going to be busy for awhile. She just received the edits for HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES ~ and it appears like some intense scrutiny and energy will be required. Ah-mew, and moi tried so hard to make it right before she submitted. Still, there are lots of positives in place, with no changes needed.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 83 ~

Sylva carefully applied the moss green shimmery eye shadow. Picking up the tiny case with the wand-like brush, she coated her eyelashes with the sooty brown color. There had been no black. After thinking about it, she’d concluded it was probably because the lighting was different on this Earth. At least, it was in his family’s in-town place. And from what she’d seen of the restaurant on the communication screen. Less harsh. Not as bright. Scrutinizing her face, she wondered which lip cream to use. She eyed the gown again and chose the one closest in color, dabbing it on.

Zeke stepped out of the rapid-cleanse ion booth, fully clothed in his evening garments. He’d shaved again, and cologned himself to entice her womanly senses. Impatient, he strode toward her dressing room to peek inside. Instead, the door opened, and she stood before him, the gown loosely covering her. “Ready?” he asked, admiring her beauty, especially the swells of her breasts. “Lace me up, cowboy.” She whirled around for him. “I need some elbow room, darlin’.” Lifting her up by the waist he carried her inside, and set her down. He gathered up the cording, easily positioned it, then pulled.
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TO BE CONTINUED
~~~~~~
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 82 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
~~~~~~
HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Friday, Sara posted about a non-traditional Happy Ending.
Wednesday, Kadian penned a serious blog about the practice of college hazing.
Tuesday ~ The Romance of the Unicorn for St. Patrick’s Day ~ by the Kougar
Monday, Bekki wrote a great bloggie article about ways to keep selling your small print/ebook.
~~~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
~~~~~~

Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Tired smoochies from the Kougar...

Oh No... Lame Kougar

Yes, my Beautiful Big Cats, the Kougar has gone and done it now. She was outside on this Spring-like day, doing some little clean-up chores and watching her doggies play, when she stepped in a slight depression with her good foot, then balanced with the her sore foot. Instant Excruciating Horrible Incredible Not-leaving pain!!! There was no limping on that foot.
Okay, when the pain finally did subside some, moi did some crawling... fortunately a skill she’s retained from acting like a horse as a pre-kindergartner. Yes, moi remembers.
Now, it’s mostly a lame Kougar Kat... for how long??? No whisker of a clue.
Moi is NOT A HAPPY CAT CAMPER!!! Especially since her current WIP was gathering steam, and she was in too much pain to continue paw-penning. Grrrrrrr!
~~~
Mew-however, her Thursday blog over at The Romance Studio blog ~ BACK TO THE FUTURE OF ATLANTIS ~ was fun to put together, and the Kougar is happy with how it turned out. There’s even an opening pic of The Jetsons ~ courtesy of Wikipedia.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 82 ~

Sylva stared at the cosmetics she’d lined up on the vanity. Most of the powders and creams were in small crystal cases. Real crystal, not plastic. She blinked, hardly believing what she was seeing. The sheer variety amazed her. For one person, that is. Of course, some of them weren’t obvious in their use to her. And she realized with a clench of her stomach, she had no idea how women here, applied their makeup. Well, he would just have to take what he got. With an eye toward the color of the gown, she selected a translucent face powder.

Zeke felt his own sly grin. “The streams will be runnin’ high and fast in another month. There’ll be some hungry trout. I can spare an afternoon with you bustin’ my eardrums like a donkey stud. Got a winter herd up there I need to check on, anyway.” Roy snickered. “Thought you liked the saloon tales of all my exploits. No matter, I won’t say a word. We’ll let the rushin’ water and fishing lines do all the talking.” Zeke rumbled his own laugh, nodded, then thumbed off. Snapping the curtain shut, he whirled to ready himself for his Sylva.
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TO BE CONTINUED
~~~~~~
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 81 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
~~~~~~
HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday, Kadian penned a serious blog about the practice of college hazing.
Tuesday ~ The Romance of the Unicorn for St. Patrick’s Day ~ by the Kougar
Monday, Bekki wrote a great bloggie article about ways to keep selling your small print/ebook.
~~~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
~~~~~~

Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Lame smooch from the Kougar...

Worm Moon, the Earthworms have moved...

Naw, Big Sassy Cats, the Kougar is just funnin’ ya. The Earthworms have not deserted good ole’ Mother Earth, yet, for a chance at lunar life and their own all-you-can-eat, dust-dining world.
But, what if? Given Monsanto’s highly unfriendly attitude toward all things natural and good in the plant and insect kingdoms, the Earthworms could decide to leave Earth. A definite tragedy for those of us who actually like the foods grown in actual gardens.
And, if you’re a small gardener, you too could have Gov Feds descending on your home, demanding the right to inspect your garden and how you canned your corn and tomatoes, courtesy of a new bill introduced by the wife of a man who works for the all-powerful Monsanto.
Don’t believe the Kougar... claw-click on the Bill itself, and find out for yourself.
Or simply consider, why is there a huge honeybee die off?
And why are community gardens in Los Angeles being bulldozed? Why is Tulsa demanding residents have to have a permit, so their home gardens can be inspected. Omygosh, someone might be growing marijuana, so we have the right to come onto your property, and into your house anytime we want...

Actually, this Big Cat hadn’t even considered ranting about this particular topic. The words wormed their way out... because moi is feeling drained as all get out.
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The pic above is from Coast-to-Coast ~

Worm Moon Over the Sierras

10 March, 2009-- I traveled to my favorite location at the 7,500 foot level of the Sierra Nevada Mountains and just after sunset, the full "Worm Moon" started rising above the snow covered Sierras. The Worm Moon got its name from the time of year that earthworms start stirring in the thawing soil of the northern hemisphere's coming spring.

--Keith Breazeal
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OH! MEOW, guess what? Moi is blogging over at The Romance Studio blog ~ on March 19, Thursday... today or tomorrow, depending...
The title ~ BACK TO THE FUTURE OF ATLANTIS ~
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 81 ~

Sylva sniffed the contents of various lovely-shaped jars, then gingerly tested the creams on her wrist. Deciding on one she smoothed it over her body. The fragrance was delicious, a fruity floral combination that made her feel extravagant. Guessing the other door at the end of fancy bathroom led to the dressing room, she grasped the handle, and took a peek. Yep. She moved inward, deciding to check the drawers of the vanity for the cosmetics her cowboy had mentioned. Seating herself, she opened the right hand drawer. Pearl combs and several dainty brushes of different sizes awaited her styling pleasure.

Zeke followed the panning-camera view of the ornate ballroom, located on the second floor of the Emerald Shamrock. Couples whirled in each other’s arms amid the green velvet and satin finery, dancing beneath impressive candle chandeliers. “What do you reckon?” Roy asked. “Too crowded? I have a private booth available.” Zeke figured with a private booth, his Sylva would be just fine. And she seemed eager to dance. “Looks fine as smooth-swillin’ bourbon. Shouldn’t be too long before we’re along.” Roy smiled grandly. “Now that you’re hitched, you son of a renegade gun, are we still on for fishin’ trout?”
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TO BE CONTINUED
~~~~~~
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 79 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
~~~~~~
HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday, Kadian penned a serious blog about the practice of college hazing.
Tuesday ~ The Romance of the Unicorn for St. Patrick’s Day ~ by the Kougar
Monday, Bekki wrote a great bloggie article about ways to keep selling your small print/ebook.
~~~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

***
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
~~~~~~

Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Moon blessed kisses from the Kougar...

I Don’t Give a Giant Flying Fig

Good evening, my Sassy Cat Beauties... no, maaoww, *tail switching impatiently* the Kougar is not always a nice kitty girl. This was her politically incorrect response to Urbanites... a term this ~ totally out of the social loop of any kind ~ Big Cat had never come across before.
After reading the description of Urbanite, it was Puke City... not that moi cares if anyone else gets off on this trendy I’m-so-utterly-cutsie term and wants to live this lifestyle. Be her definite guest. Enjoy. The Kougaress is all about tolerance. She’s not about being forced or coerced in any manner, to become something or someone that doesn’t fit her stripes.
Nope, moi has never been a clique cat chick or joiner of any kind. She may use canvas bags, sometimes. She may love trees and all things Nature and green, but she is not a sex-in-the-city, I-luv-carbon-taxes Urbanite, with perfect designer shoes... and a brain addicted to vehicular pollutants.
Meow-apologies to anyone offended. Every now and then, the Kougar roars a personal rant, despite her general love for humanity.
~~~~~~

Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 80 ~

Sylva rinsed her face with the warm water in the generous-sized sink, and rejoiced there was not one whiff of chlorine. It hadn’t taken much to figure out how the brass faucet worked. Nor, had it been difficult to find a rose-scented cleansing gel. Picking up one of the folded cloths she used it to clean her entire body, dipping it into the water. Once, she’d been without a shower for a month, and with no bathtub, either, she’d learned the art of the washcloth. Sylva checked inside the well-stocked cabinet for toothpaste, finding only a bottle labeled, Dental Hygiene.

Zeke grinned. “I got the fantasy. But, I got my own room, you ruttin’ long-gun.” Roy switched off his head com, facing the screen. “Zeke, you roped her as I heard it told. And no fair damsel from around these parts.” Zeke gave a short nod. “Nope. She stole a ride on a passing star.” Roy shook his head in wonder. “If you ain’t the luckiest cowpoke I know. Got her tied and mounted?” Roy raised his brows, his eyes glittering with a bit man’s challenge. “She’s dressing now for dancin’. How’s your place tonight? Don’t want to spook her.”
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 79 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Yesterday ~ The Romance of the Unicorn for St. Patrick’s Day ~ by the Kougar
Monday, Bekki wrote a great bloggie article about ways to keep selling your small print/ebook.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
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NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Flying Fig smoochies from the Kougar...

Yikes, the Hair Spray Killer’s St. Pat Disguise

Kalypso fought her way out of the terrifying dream. Demon chihuahuas dressed for St. Patrick’s day appeared in every doorway of the old west ghost town. And she’d already used her silver bullets, killing a slew of them. Now her pistol, that looked like a child’s toy from the sixties, was empty, and the leprechaun chihuahuas surrounded her, their eyes glowing with menace and becoming blood-red. She back up.
The second the nightmare lifted, Kalypso bolted upright. Her heart raced painfully. She sweated like a hog on the hottest day of summer, and she couldn’t breathe fast enough.
Feeling his strong arms embrace her, she slowed her breathing enough to murmur, “It was him.”
“Him?” Carefully Zryphus brought her against the solid warm wall of his chest.
“The Hair Spray Killer,” she whispered. Frowning, she committed the dream to memory while focusing on the scene still before her mind’s eye.
“He’s dry frozen. God, you feel good, beautiful.” He buried his nose in her hair, just above her hear.
“I know he’s super dy iced,” she impatiently muttered. “I think his consciousness is trying to communicate.”
“Or it could be his Elite Controllers using some tech-method to make it appear that way.”
“Could be,” she agreed. “Stop it, you beast. You already had your way with me. I even let you play Devilray.”
“Whinny, whinny,” he rumbled near her ear. “Tell me everything you remember, Kalypso. We’ll figure out what’s happening. Did it feel like a precognitive dream?”
“The Wearing of Spring Green parade and picnic is in two days. It’s based on the old St. Patrick’s day celebrations before the Conflicts,” she began...
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Just for fun, my Big Beautiful Kittens, a scene between Kalypso and Zryphus, that takes place after their love story in moi’s novel, Murder of Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 79 ~

Sylva really didn’t want to think about being abandoned. But here she was, forced to face a huge sore-point issue. Not because she’d fallen in love. But because supposedly she was already married. Still, the idea of going dancing with her cowboy was something she didn’t want to resist. “You’ll see, honey.” He grinned and tweaked her chin. “I’m truer than blue.” Pasting a smile on her face, she raised up on her tiptoes, pecking his lips with a kiss. “I’ll go get ready. I hope I know your style of dancing here.” She pivoted toward the bathroom to wash up.

Zeke waited until his bride closed the door, before heading back to clear off their table. Her little kiss clung to his lips. Heck sweetfire, his heart had never felt lighter. Trained well, he carried everything into the cooking area, and placed the dishes in the cleaner unit. Still smiling, he strode to the com station. He wanted a perusal of the sophisticate saloon he’d mentioned. He was in no mood for an overcrowded celebration that could frighten his Sylva. Moving the curtain aside, he thumbed in Roy’s private number. “Emerald Shamrock, you got the fantasy, we got your room.”
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 78 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Friday ~ The Romance of the Lone Ranger ~ by the Kougar
Yesterday, Bekki wrote a great bloggie article about ways to keep selling your small print/ebook.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~

Volcano’s Angelic Forecast

Angelic Forecast ~ XXVIII

“It’s time for the wearin’ of the green,” I greet the Heavenly One. He approaches, the sky brightening around him, the grass greening vibrantly before he walks upon it, like his own personal pathway.
“The green carpet instead of the red carpet,” he jokes.
“Follow the green grass road, instead of the yellow brick road,” I joke back, badly.
“You look disappointed. Were you hoping for fairies and leprechauns?” His purply eyes twinkle, yet hold an infinity of compassion.
“I was. I’m spoiled seeing you every week.”
“You’re not spoiled,” he counters, his expression amused and jovial. “The wee ones are readying themselves for St. Patrick’s day appearances and miracles. It requires huge amounts of energy. Especially creating all those rainbows.”
I nod my understanding. “Do you have a shamrock-lucky message for us this week?” I ask.

MORE...Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

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NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
~~~~~~

Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

St. Patrick’s day smooch from the Kougar...