I wanted to let you know that I am still alive, and working on something that looks strangely close to a few, brand spanking new stories: one of them you will be able to read in the II edition of the Anthology (it’s already written and awaiting final approval by the editors – more information as soon as I have any), but I hope to post something here as well, in the near future.
In the meanwhile, I have two little things for you.
- A suggestion, which is, check out these lovely stories that are out there, just within your reach: The Rodeo (a very adventurous spanking story, in more than 9 chapters, written by CJ O’Hara, Claire Britain and Anna Reilly) and Driving Lesson, written by Logan Tyler and her wild brat Jojo.
- The chance to take a peek inside my head, find out how messy it can be to have to constantly balance your two opposite “natures” (to be honest, I’m sharing just so I can maybe draw a little grin on your smug bratty faces):
Me: I experienced the excitement of calling the Urgent Care today. 😧
Inner Top: There is nothing exciting about it. Get in bed.
Me: But the doctor was cute! 😍
Inner Top: Still nothing exciting. You were sick.
Me: But I’m fine now. Look, I can jump and dance and even sneak under the bed to fetch stuff!
Inner Top: You’re on drugs, genius. You better not be doing any of that when the effects run out.
Me: I’m healed! And you’re spoiling all the fun. 😕
Inner Top: Oh dear. Lie the heck down and be quiet, for heaven’s sake! I know just the kind of doctor you would need.
Me: You’d like that, wouldn’t you!? 😏
Inner Top: I wanna spank the daylights out of myself. 🙄
Footnote: my inner monologues are weird. And #beingaswitchsucks