My Bio

It’s always dangerous to become an author of erotica.  You live this nice, normal, sane life and your friends and co-workers think you’re one person.  Then you disappear into your dungeon and become someone completely different.

So if you want to know who I really am, let me make it simple for you.  I’m not telling you!  Tongue Out

Okay, I won’t tell you everything.  I’ll just tell you a little.

I’m in my late 40’s.  I take great pride in keeping my body young and in shape.  I work out like a mad woman every single day of the week.  I like to think I have great legs, a nice ass, and just enough up top to keep hubby happy and busy sucking.  Jogging is my thing.  Free weights are not.  I try to keep myself in condition to look great in a mini-skirt.  (Hubby says I’m succeeding!)

I’m a professional woman and I have  decent job in a big city and I love my work.  I’m one of those rare people who love their work so much, the 50-60 hour weeks don’t bother me a bit.  I LOVE going to work.  I get to be creative and engaged and active with people who are SUPER creative and engaged and active.  It’s a rush!

I’ve been married for 23 years to the same man.  (In my stories, I call him “Hubby.”  If I ever call him by a name accidentally, you can be sure it’s fictitious.

I have three kids, two in college and the third on the way to college.

I am a struggling bi-sexual woman.  Why do I struggle?  Because I love my husband more than anything, but I was once spoiled by the touch of a woman who still owns a huge part of my heart.  Hubby struggles with it a little bit, but he gives me my space.  He knows I struggle, and he endures my endless cravings for pussy sex.  (He’s a good sport about it, really.)

For as strange as this will sound, I consider myself a Christian.  I am not a lapsed Christian or a doubting Christian.  I attend church faithfully and I’m ready to tell just about anyone why if they are looking for a complete faith, Christianity is it.

I am also a raving hypocrite.  My writings express a lurid side to my personality that are definitely sinful.  Being a Christian, I don’t know if I’m going to go to heaven or hell after everything I’ve written, but I am ready to live with the consequences.

It would be safe to say that I live my fantasy life on the pages of this blog and in my books and the life I hope is what God wants in my daily work and the love I bring to my house and friends.

I am a devoted follower of christiannymphos.org.  If you want a healthy perspective on SPICY Christian sex, that’s the place to go.  DO NOT look to me to tell you what is healthy Christian sex.  I’m seriously messed up about sex, so I’m the last person you should ask for an opinion.

I fantasize all the time about stuff I know I should never do and I have promised my hubby I will never do any of it.

I fantasize about sex with other women.  I’ll never do it.

I fantasize about swapping.  I’ll never do it.

I fantasize about group sex.  I’ll never do it.

At my age, you hold on tightly to the gentle caresses of a monogamous, loving partner.  You never ever do anything to risk it and that includes living out some of your sickest, nastiest fantasies.  Swapping and group sex and me falling back into my bi-roots is a guaranteed way to mess up my life and everyone else’s.  It’ll never happen.

I post absolutely nothing on my blog without the consent of the person I’m writing about.  If I mention someone in my writings, then you can be assured they both know about and have consented to its publication.  I protect the anonymity of everyone on my blog as much as my own.

Yes…  As of today, October 13, 2013, my husband is now fully on board with letting me write whatever is on my heart, no matter how graphic, no matter how profane, no matter how revealing about our sex life.  He finally gets it.  I’m learning how to love him better every day, and he’s learning how to satisfy his perpetually horny wife with new tricks.

We’re a comfortably wedded pair and hubby lets me blow off steam in the hopes that my writings will help someone else along the way.

That’s it.  I’m done.

Warm hugs to you all!

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