Saturday, November 26, 2011
"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.
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!
Thursday, November 17, 2011
A new beginning
Well, guys and dolls, I have moved into my own place, a flat in an old house surrounded by a nice garden. From my bedroom window, I have the view below. A very calm place not far from the city center, but which is going to be destroyed in about 3 to 4 years.
I'm still not completely settled, developing new skills in working on the flat - lying a laminated wooden floor among other things. Seeing the children once in a while, and already noticing a difference in attitudes, which is refreshing.
Learning to live on your own after over 20 years of a family life is very challenging because you have more time to think and not always in a rational or positive way. You tend to find things complicated, or you get obsessed with things you did not even have time to think about when you were busy with your family. I therefore understand that some elderly people, and not even so elderly, tend to get very complicated when living alone.
Anyway, you may ask, what about my Adventurer? Well, after a lot of thinking and maybe also some persuasion from his partner, he decided to try and go back to his ex for the sake of his daughter's happiness beyond anything else and see how it works, but offered to stay in touch by email. What this entails, I'm not really sure. Of course, I was very disappointed, but then you never know what the future has in store for you. In the meantime, I need to find self-love, to concentrate on living fully in the moment and in simplicity, which is far from easy at the moment.
I had a very enlighting conversation with hubby who still thinks he owns me in a way. He told me he knew me so well that it is as if he had "made" me... Maybe that is what happens with old couples, but he also made me realise that "he thought that I needed to be protected" and there a lot of little light bulbs lit up in my mind. It took me all these years to understand why he behaved in such a "selfish" way, always taking decisions unilaterally, always considering me as "inferior" to the point were I thought he had no consideration for my needs or thoughts, and that he always handled me as if I was "fragile". I was just speechless and sooooo angry!!!! Now he wants to find a young girl to protect...I am disgusted!
I will post more pictures of my Irish Summer, with some surprises... Soon.
Learning to live on your own after over 20 years of a family life is very challenging because you have more time to think and not always in a rational or positive way. You tend to find things complicated, or you get obsessed with things you did not even have time to think about when you were busy with your family. I therefore understand that some elderly people, and not even so elderly, tend to get very complicated when living alone.
Anyway, you may ask, what about my Adventurer? Well, after a lot of thinking and maybe also some persuasion from his partner, he decided to try and go back to his ex for the sake of his daughter's happiness beyond anything else and see how it works, but offered to stay in touch by email. What this entails, I'm not really sure. Of course, I was very disappointed, but then you never know what the future has in store for you. In the meantime, I need to find self-love, to concentrate on living fully in the moment and in simplicity, which is far from easy at the moment.
I had a very enlighting conversation with hubby who still thinks he owns me in a way. He told me he knew me so well that it is as if he had "made" me... Maybe that is what happens with old couples, but he also made me realise that "he thought that I needed to be protected" and there a lot of little light bulbs lit up in my mind. It took me all these years to understand why he behaved in such a "selfish" way, always taking decisions unilaterally, always considering me as "inferior" to the point were I thought he had no consideration for my needs or thoughts, and that he always handled me as if I was "fragile". I was just speechless and sooooo angry!!!! Now he wants to find a young girl to protect...I am disgusted!
I will post more pictures of my Irish Summer, with some surprises... Soon.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
The Land of the Wacky Woollies
This is where I spent a couple of weeks on vacation this summer.....
With no surprise, it was windy, cold and raining, had to buy a pair of boots.
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| Camouflage boots... |
More to come, I'm working on a slide show.
And for those of you who noticed and wonder why I have disappeared again...
Well, I'm packing because I will be moving in a few weeks... Freedom!!!!
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Not TMI Tuesday
It is not a TMI Tuesday, but this post is a nice transition to my next post.
In the Summertime
1. What is your favorite summer clothing item or outfit?
A very colourful sleeveless cotton top with a deep cleavage, and short pants, or a bikini.
2. Did you or will you take a summer vacation? If yes, where did you go?
I went to Ireland with my best friend. The first three days were freezing cold, and I had to wear five layers of clothes and get some rubber boots. But it soon became warmer and we even had beautiful sunny days. And lots of Guinness, traditional Irish music, delicious seafood, and more golden red beer, and hysterical laughters :)
3. What is your ideal weekend away (e.g. city, beach or wilderness)?
Can I choose beach and wilderness? I know I can be a pain! Playing Robinson Crusoe with my personnal Adventurer?
4. What would you pack for a naughty weekend?
Are you still asking? LOL Some sexy transparent nighties, sexy lingerie, sex toys, massage oil, camera...
5. What item(s) do you never unpack, never take out of the luggage from trip to trip?
Condoms! Tropical medicines, thankfully, apart from one occasion, I was never sick.
Bonus: Last vacation sex… Tell us what happened
Well, that was last October and I wrote about it here, here, here, here, here and finally there!!!
This questions were submitted by Heelsnstocking.
In the Summertime
A very colourful sleeveless cotton top with a deep cleavage, and short pants, or a bikini.
2. Did you or will you take a summer vacation? If yes, where did you go?
I went to Ireland with my best friend. The first three days were freezing cold, and I had to wear five layers of clothes and get some rubber boots. But it soon became warmer and we even had beautiful sunny days. And lots of Guinness, traditional Irish music, delicious seafood, and more golden red beer, and hysterical laughters :)
3. What is your ideal weekend away (e.g. city, beach or wilderness)?
Can I choose beach and wilderness? I know I can be a pain! Playing Robinson Crusoe with my personnal Adventurer?
4. What would you pack for a naughty weekend?
Are you still asking? LOL Some sexy transparent nighties, sexy lingerie, sex toys, massage oil, camera...
5. What item(s) do you never unpack, never take out of the luggage from trip to trip?
Condoms! Tropical medicines, thankfully, apart from one occasion, I was never sick.
Bonus: Last vacation sex… Tell us what happened
Well, that was last October and I wrote about it here, here, here, here, here and finally there!!!
This questions were submitted by Heelsnstocking.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
The Adventurer
After my unsuccessful encounters with men on a dating site, one profile tickled my fancy. It basically said, among other things: “I’m an adventurer, I like a woman who appreciates my cooking”. I immediately replied something along the lines: “Is your cooking so terrible that women tend to dislike it?” and our mail exchange lasted for 2 months. Just as me, he was very careful not to disclose too much about himself. His answers were somehow short and imprecise, but I liked him.
We chatted a couple of times and discovered that we both had a very high sex drive. He told me we better get our hands off each other when we meet. We finally met in the mountains for lunch on a Saturday. The idea, as I had understood it, was to have lunch at the restaurant, then go for a hike with his dogs and for a professional massage.
We went for a hike with the dogs, beautiful weather, very pleasant talk, he’s a quiet man, who likes to be in charge, slightly chauvinistic, who has been around a lot. We both enjoyed talking about the places we had been. I could feel the man is like a bear, rough outside, but rather sensitive inside. It seemed we clicked, or I felt good in his company.
It turned out that the massage session was not planned with professionals…. My misunderstanding. We did have it, and a little more. It was getting hot and steamy, but he stopped before it went too far. Just could not do it. Then, we opened a bottle of champagne and listened to music. We started cooking and had a very nice dinner. Since I had drunk too much to drive, he invited me to stay over. We sat on the couch talking until it was his time to go to sleep. I finally shared his bed, we “crossed a few lines” as he said, but nothing too serious.
Next day, on my way home, many questions crossed my mind. I felt he was still very raw from his recent separation and not at all ready for a relationship. Where did a lover fit in? Nowhere, not now. He must have put his profile on the dating site for reassurance, met a few ladies online, but from what I gathered, I was the only one he met for real.
We exchanged a few more messages. I told him that I was happy to have met him, that I was going to close my profile. He replied he would do the same and stop talking to the other ladies, but that he had been thinking too and basically, we both needed to take care of domestic issues before we could think of meeting again. His job was taking up all his time, for all I know he is somewhere on another continent at the moment and I do not know when/if he will contact me again, but most probably not before September…..
All this waiting and hoping had me rather frustrated one lonely Sunday, I was asking myself if all this was worth the while, suddenly my phone rang, it was a chain message I had sent around in 2009, "you are an angel!" I was under shock! No one had sent this message, the phone rang with this message on. Holly sh*t! I was crying! And grateful! So, I am convinced that this is the man... and I'm turning into bloody Penelope!
P.S. The picture above is not a picture of my Adventurer.
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| Ben Kozel, Adventurer |
We chatted a couple of times and discovered that we both had a very high sex drive. He told me we better get our hands off each other when we meet. We finally met in the mountains for lunch on a Saturday. The idea, as I had understood it, was to have lunch at the restaurant, then go for a hike with his dogs and for a professional massage.
We went for a hike with the dogs, beautiful weather, very pleasant talk, he’s a quiet man, who likes to be in charge, slightly chauvinistic, who has been around a lot. We both enjoyed talking about the places we had been. I could feel the man is like a bear, rough outside, but rather sensitive inside. It seemed we clicked, or I felt good in his company.
It turned out that the massage session was not planned with professionals…. My misunderstanding. We did have it, and a little more. It was getting hot and steamy, but he stopped before it went too far. Just could not do it. Then, we opened a bottle of champagne and listened to music. We started cooking and had a very nice dinner. Since I had drunk too much to drive, he invited me to stay over. We sat on the couch talking until it was his time to go to sleep. I finally shared his bed, we “crossed a few lines” as he said, but nothing too serious.
Next day, on my way home, many questions crossed my mind. I felt he was still very raw from his recent separation and not at all ready for a relationship. Where did a lover fit in? Nowhere, not now. He must have put his profile on the dating site for reassurance, met a few ladies online, but from what I gathered, I was the only one he met for real.
We exchanged a few more messages. I told him that I was happy to have met him, that I was going to close my profile. He replied he would do the same and stop talking to the other ladies, but that he had been thinking too and basically, we both needed to take care of domestic issues before we could think of meeting again. His job was taking up all his time, for all I know he is somewhere on another continent at the moment and I do not know when/if he will contact me again, but most probably not before September…..
All this waiting and hoping had me rather frustrated one lonely Sunday, I was asking myself if all this was worth the while, suddenly my phone rang, it was a chain message I had sent around in 2009, "you are an angel!" I was under shock! No one had sent this message, the phone rang with this message on. Holly sh*t! I was crying! And grateful! So, I am convinced that this is the man... and I'm turning into bloody Penelope!
P.S. The picture above is not a picture of my Adventurer.
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