"Sinfully Sensuous" now available as eBook

The lovely, sensual, gorgeous Cheeky Minx at Love hate Sex Cake now at last has her book, Sinfully Sensuous, available as an eBook.

Sinfully Sensuous by Cheeky Minx | Make Your Own Book

At this stage, the eBook favours all lovers of Apple gadgetry, optimised for the iBooks® app on the iPad®, iPhone®, or iPod touch®. (And for those whose devotion is wedded to other platforms, I’m assured these formats are on the way.)

So if you’re in need of a cheeky treat that can be conveniently hidden away from prying eyes, require a stocking filler for the holidays fast approaching, or want a little piece of her and her creations at your fingertips, this might be just the thing.

Go and have a look, enjoy!

Love hate Sex Cake

Christmas present

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"Oh my lover I think of you daily

and find myself smiling so gaily

wondering what you wear

and how I'd have to stare

at rolling hills and valleys

and fresh buds on ripe fruit trees 

your elegant secrets so deeply hidden

soft fabrics caressing what is forbidden 

Oh how I wish to consume and delight

your precious gifts that set me alight

thus rhythmically my heart beats quicken

ensuing limbs flex, stretch and thicken

with thoughts of treaures to be found

my hands exploring contours that astound

and slowly we share in pleasures so deep

our senses alive from head to feet

we'll roll and sway like waves on the shore

and appreciate what's shared forevermore"

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Thank you for this lovely Christmas present!

After a while you learn

Kirsti Hunter

Here is another great poem that speaks a lot to me.  I found it on Kimberly Gray's blog, Tumblr (via middleofgray), she is worth the visit, please have a look at: http://mygrayline.blogspot.com/

After a while you learn

The subtle difference between

Holding a hand and chaining a soul

And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning

And company doesn't always mean security.

And you begin to learn

That kisses aren't contracts

And presents aren't promises

And you begin to accept your defeats

With your head up and your eyes ahead

With the grace of a woman

Not the grief of a child

And you learn

To build all your roads on today

Because tomorrow's ground is

Too uncertain for plans

And futures have a way

Of falling down in mid flight

After a while you learn

That even sunshine burns if you get too much

So you plant your own garden

And decorate your own soul

Instead of waiting

For someone to bring you flowers

And you learn

That you really can endure

That you are really strong

And you really do have worth

And you learn and you learn

With every good bye you learn

Veronica A. Shoffstall

It is the translation of following poem by Jorge Luis Borges

Después de un tiempo,

uno aprende la sutil diferencia

entre sostener una mano

y encadenar un alma,

y uno aprende que el amor

no significa acostarse

y una compañía no significa seguridad

y uno empieza a aprender.

Que los besos no son contratos

y los regalos no son promesas

y uno empieza a aceptar sus derrotas

con la cabeza alta y los ojos abiertos

y uno aprende a construir todos sus caminos en el hoy,

porque el terreno de mañana

es demasiado inseguro para planes...

y los futuros tienen una forma de caerse en la mitad.

Y después de un tiempo

uno aprende que si es demasiado,

hasta el calorcito del sol quema.

Así que uno planta su propio jardín

y decora su propia alma, en lugar

de esperar a que alguien le traiga flores.

Y uno aprende que realmente puede aguantar,

que uno realmente es fuerte,

que uno realmente vale, y uno aprende y aprende...

y con cada día uno aprende.