2012 seems like a blur. I had nine erotic titles published last year, one of my 2011 ebooks came out in print and I had one non-erotic novel published under my “real” name. Yes, I have a real name and I know how to use it. But I don’t use it for erotic.
So 2013 is moving slowly in comparison. It’s already May and feels like forever since I had a book come out—forever being January, that is. But I’m happy to say that Pajama Party released April 26th from Decadent Publishing The Edge series. A little late to blog about it last month, so I'm unveiling it for you this month. And yes, it is girl on girl on girl.
Do not fear. Between Ellora’s Cave and Decadent I have contracted four more books and, as always, I’m working on more.
When longtime friends, Tracy, Ashlin and Dara head to Las Vegas for a mini vacation and a little female bonding, the plan is simple: cut loose, drink a little, dance a lot, gamble and take in a male strip show. Once they’ve checked those activities off their itinerary, the three gals improvise and make a new plan. A pajama party that takes a turn—not for the worse—for the wild. With the help of a bag of sex toys, they put themselves on each other’s to-do list with some unexpected results that might test the bonds of their friendship, changing the dynamics forever.
“Tell us about your new business venture.”
“Me!” Ash’s heart pounded. She shook her head. I wish I’d never mentioned it. Why did Dara, who, by the way, never worked an honest day in her life, have to make a big production out of everything? When Juli’s birthday bash got the ax, the only things left to celebrate were
’s divorce, which
struck her as more of a tragedy than a triumph, and Ash’s new job. “It’s…it’s a
little…um…a little naughty.” Tracy
“I’ll take a dozen,” Dara said. “Whatever it is. Make that two dozen.”
both laughed. Dara
had a way of setting everyone at ease with her blanket acceptance
of…well…everything. Tracy, the queen of suburbia on the other hand, would not
be so tolerant. Tracy
Ash had no idea how she’d gotten roped into Sexy Siren Solutions after losing her last dull job as a technical writer for procedural manuals. Yes, she had a degree in marketing, minoring in education. And no one, especially her, could argue that she spent much too much spare time masturbating. As a matter of fact, she’d discovered the job opening while perusing the SSS website for a new and more reliable vibrator after the old one bit the dust. Old being a relative term.
“Out with it.”
giggled. “We won’t
Ash squared her shoulders. “I’m the new Marketing Liaison for Sexy Siren Solutions.”
“Whoo hoo!” Dara exclaimed. “Can you get me a friends and family discount on a butt plug?”
held her hands up as
if Ash were a hungry lioness needing to be reasoned with. “What have you gotten
yourself into? What exactly is Sexy Siren Solutions?” Tracy
Swallowing a lump in her throat, she knew
wouldn’t be as open-minded as Dara. And her opinion meant the world to Ash. She
spent too much time wishing she was single and independent like Juli, married
and independent like Dara, or divorced and starting out fresh like Tracy . Being anyone other
than her boring self struck her as improvement. Tracy
“It’s one of those home dildo parties, right?” Dara high-fived her. “Nice work if you can get it, girl.”