My lips were still singing from yesterday's kissing fest over at Craig's, when I clicked on over to Shanna Germain's pad to see what she was cooking up as our blog feast appetizer.
Shanna says she wants my hands, and with her signature seductive prose, she now has my every last tingling digit and more besides. Fresh from reading her transporting story of Amsterdam's Old Town, "Red Light, Green Light," in X: The Erotic Treasury, I knew she was going to throw a provocative party, and it's an understatement to say my expectations were very much exceeded.
Step into Shanna's kitchen with us and get ready to lick some fingers--although you may not want to visit during work hours. The sensual visuals and steamy prose might earn you a reprimand from the boss--right after he memorizes the URL for his own purposes when he's "on break" in his office behind closed doors.
Provocative fig closeup courtesy of Deviant Art.
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Thanks for the fig advice, Donna. It reminds me that I was at Wegman's the other night smelling the cantaloupes, which I also owe to advice from you! ;)
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