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The Naughty Words of Adrienne Blake

Hello and welcome to my world of wicked words and twisted history. For those of you who haven’t seen it yet, here’s a snippet from my latest book, The Cardinal’s Whores. Wolsey rose to his feet, and in a trice rid himself of his rosary, cassock and smock. She saw the thing she had only felt until now, standing rampant before her, betraying his ardor. He pushed her gently farther up the bed, then lowered himself on top of her, kissing her hard nipples as he positioned himself where he wanted. She felt his cock, pause on the point of entry, and he kissed her hard on the mouth. “Say you want me inside you, Mistress Larke. “I want you inside me.” “Forgive me.” “Ohhh.” Such pain. Blinding white pain. She never knew what to expect, but not this. And then he pulled back, and ever so gently, pressed forward […]

A Morning Writer

Hello, I am sitting here tonight, watching When Harry met Sally. Usually around this time of night my brain freezes and I can’t write any more. I am totally envious of all those writers who say they can tap away to the wee hours of the morning. Nu-uh, not me. I’m strictly a morning person. Give me a coffee and a plate of eggs and I’m off. But after eight o’clock, I’m a zombie. Ooh, Surrey with a Fringe on Top. Anyway, there is a method in my madness. I didn’t choose this movie at random. I’ve been thinking about the late, great writer, Nora Ephron, for a few days now. Some people love her work, others, not so much. As for me, it depends on my mood. Recently I’ve found the cutesy 90’s Meg-Ryan-American-darling thing a little wearing. But then I recently went through a divorce myself, and as […]

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