Sunday, January 30, 2011

So round, so firm, so fully packed...

Saturday into Sunday purrs, my feisty goddess Felines... another day of melting on the tame prairie... slip-sliding on the remaining melty ice, down and back from the mailbox, was a definite adventure today... oh, my darling kittens, make sure you have enough for about three weeks stored up... bad stuff that *could* come about is in the works... and being at the mercy of fema in a disaster situation didn’t work down in New Orleans, and it won’t work now... for most of us. Be prepared to take care of yourself, and all those you love.

So round, so firm, so fully packed... the Kougaress heard this song today, and it tickled her sexy self and her funny bone. For some reason the song also reminded her of the upcoming Valentine’s Day bloghop... all those voluptuous heroines that men can’t live and love without.

Merle Travis - 1947

So round, so firm, so fully packed
That's my gal
So complete from front to back
That's my pal

Toasted by the sun
And I'm a son-of-a-gun
If she don't make my 5 o'clock shadow
Come around at 1

You can bet your boots I'd walk a mile
Through the snow
Just to see her toothbrush smile
They mentioned on the radio

If you don't think she's a lot of fun
Just ask the man that owns one
So round, so firm, so fully packed
That's my gal

So round, so firm, so fully packed
That's for me
She's just like a money-back

Like a bar fly goes for a drink
Like the bobby-sox goes for Frank
Just like Jesse James would go
For money in the bank

From head to foot she's perfect size
She's a whiz
Always wears a 45
Gun that is

She's got the look that's so impressive
She's got the pause that's so refreshin'
So round, so firm, so fully packed
That's my gal

She's done told me that I'm top hand
Won't be long 'til she wears my brand
So round, so firm, so fully packed
That's my gal

Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

2:22 am... 4:44 am... 2:22 pm... 5:55 pm... 10:10 pm... 12:12 am... All Power to the People. The AWAKENING is an unstoppable and never-ending tsunami.

Authoress news and mews ~

The Kougar just finished revising another chapter of her WIP ~ Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds ~ here’s the chapter opening...

Chapter Forty-Six ~ Your Spider is Here

Kandace stared, almost tripping as she headed for the commode. She couldn’t help it. Her surroundings were wondrous.

Even this small room, reminded her of a Greek goddess fantasy. Of course, she had no clue what that actually looked like.

Certainly, the champagne-glistening colors, the classic elegance made her feel dreamy and alive. Or, was that Zin and Zol?

Her hellhounds. Her sextacular hellbeasts.

They had been nothing but ultra devoted to her. Often in ways, she could never have imagined.


Week and Weather From Hell
by Solara

No flash piece this week. The hour is late. I'm dawg tired. Tomorrow is another early morning to prepare for another blasted snow storm heading our direction. But, it's winter Solara, you say.

Positions in Ménage a Trois
by Christa Paige

Position Dilemma

Vivien Jackson and I have written a scorching hot, little erotic novella that we hope will find a publishing home soon. It is a Regency ménage a trois, with two delicious lords and their lady. Each scene was a total blast to write, and imagining what would come next always made me giddy.

Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...

Happy Courtship on another Earth

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

Part 761 ~

Sylva couldn’t contain her curiosity. What would her Zeke say if... “Guess whetting a parched throat is more important than good grooming.” Her cowboy rumbled a laugh, even as he kept fondling her feet with his. “Well, now, Joe was no fool. He was lookin’ for a bride. So, he did keep certain groomin’ practices. Had a bathin’ stream, and he kept his beard mostly scraped off. He was just hankerin’ for a long hot soak, and a complete shave.” Zeke grinned, adding, “And a good cigar.” Sylva smiled for her benefit and her husband’s. “So, did another Pinkerton show up?”

Zeke surely did love the way his bride’s little feet felt, all soft and sexy adorable. “Yup, darlin’ mine. Another Pinkerton agent strolled in, all high and mighty. Like he owned the place instead of Barth. He pointed to his beard. So it looked like to Joe. Barth dutifully poured out another shot of good whiskey. Joe watched the Pinkerton twirl it. Then, Joe snorted into his ale when the Pinkerton sniffed, showin’ his easterner’s snobbery. Well, he swallowed the whiskey down, and after a bare tip of his hat, the Pinkerton strode through the swingin’ doors.” His Sylva smiled.
The Kougar’s prior flashes are also available at the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ ~ Or, The Romance Studio Forum, JANUARY 2009 through JUNE 2010 flashes ~ ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~

The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire. ALL POWER TO THE PEOPLE!


May you live the dreams of your heart...

So round, so firm, so fully packed ‘kisses’ from the Kougar...


Serena Shay said...

"Her hellhounds. Her sextacular hellbeasts."

Oh yummy! I love this. I can so see Zin and Zol as sextacular hellbeasts. ~happy sighs~

Savanna Kougar said...

Serena, Kandace certainly thinks so!!!