It’s hot and sticky in my house. I wish the only hot and sticky I had was umm… well, you know. Yes, that’s right, pecan rolls fresh from the oven. 😉 Hee hee. Since it’s a humpday, and I usually like to drench you all with hotties, I thought I’d start out with a little video that is NSFW… neither the photos nor the song. But it’s a cute and naughty video…
Next up for you I have, not Tracy James, but another hottie. I’m sure Gooster will like him even if he doesn’t like him as much as Tracy James – with or without Yoo Hoo. This is Caco Ricci who’s Brazilian… I think.
And for those who like soft female flesh, ahhhh something delicious for your senses! Katie Green the Wonderbra model.
Don’t forget, you can click on em and make em bigger! (At least a little bigger anyway.)
Now, that I have submitted four manuscripts to publishers, I’m coming out of hibernation a little. The new story I’m working on features the snarky elf, Karl with a K, and it’s flowing without driving me insane. Here’s a snippet to go with the video above.
“You know, at your ages, you should really get a room,” a snarky voice spoke behind Eden.
The blonde man lifted his head, his eyes tinged with annoyance that only lasted a moment. Recognition bloomed in the midnight blue depths and his lips twitched into a smile.
“Hey, I know you. You’re…”
“Karl with a K… that elf with the internet gossip show… yeah, yeah,” the elf said with a sarcastic laugh. “Everyone knows me, kid. Especially here.”
Eden turned and looked at the man who was sitting on the bar stool behind her. He had a half drunk glass of Guinness in front of him and a bowl of bat shaped pretzels. His grey green eyes stared at her unblinkingly from behind wire rimmed glasses. She frowned.
“You’re immortal. Why are you wearing glasses?”
Karl gave her a look that would have withered most people. “I’m told wearing glasses gives you character. Since I don’t have any character, I figured I’d manufacture some,” he drawled.
Her blonde hunk was openly grinning now. Apparently, he found Karl’s snarky sarcasm amusing. “I watch your show all the time. You have plenty of character. You’re funnier than all the shows on TV.”
“Tell that to my producer. He bitches daily that he’s gonna fire me.” Karl took a sip of his ale. “I meant what I said, you know. Get a room. All this grinding and humping is for the kids who got nowhere to go. You two are obviously old enough and wealthy enough to afford the room. So go there and grind. I don’t like having to protect my drink from elbows that are in the throes of lust,” he complained.
Mr. Sugar Cookie Scent chuckled. “Sure, Karl. It was nice meeting you.” He took hold of Eden’s elbow.
Karl raised one brow at them. “We haven’t been formally introduced, but I know who you are. And more importantly, I know who you are,” he said, his eyes landing on Eden with a wicked gleam.
She opened her mouth to tell him to shut up when he waved a hand at her in a shooing motion. “I’m not telling. Names or lack of them is strictly between you two grinders. Now, would you mind letting me get back to my drinking here? Fucking horny immortals,” he grumbled, turning away from them.
Have a great Humpday!