Due to a few serendipitous and some sad but inevitable happenings I have been given the opportunity to spend the Summer writing and traveling.
I’ve been working on a number of non-erotic writings and taking part in a 10-week writing workshop at Gotham. I’m also going to spending all of August in Europe!
August 4- 8th – Prague, The Czech Republic
August 8- 10th – Vienna, Austria
August 10- 14th – Budapest, Hungary
August 15- 28th – London, United Kingdom
August 29- September 8th – Various cities in Italy
As well, I’ll be in New Orleans in early October and in Atlanta speaking at Eroticon USA on October 19th.
So let me know if something interesting is going on in any of these places! What are the to do items? I’m especially looking for fun things in London since I will be there for a fortnight by myself.
Winifred stood proudly in the gray light of dawn. A hair over five feet tall, seven stone, and barely nineteen years old, she was stark naked save a pair of Jack’s childhood hunting boots and a bright red fox hat, its tail flapping in the wind. She blushed down to her navel and her green eyes burned with fear and excitement.
Jack and the others watched her stand there, her cream skin with nary a blemish nor a freckle was sheened with morning dew. Her smallish breasts were high and pert, the curve of her bottom seemed to jut out at a lurid angle. Her chest heaved and her heart raced from the shame of being naked, the joy of being the savior of the foxes and, if Jack guessed correctly, the wicked thrill of being wildly bad.
She turned, the contrast of the black of the boots against her white skin making her seem even more naked and the bright splash of carrot orange between her legs directing ever eye down to the virgin shadow every man in the hunting party almost painfully longed for.