Wednesday, 15 June 2016
NFCC 2016
Just because I started a precedent of posting my Comic Con photos each year I now feel obligated to continue. This year I only spent only one day at the Niagara Falls Comic Con because I had to travel out of town for a couple of days. Still the energy was the same and as usual there were plenty of cosplay enthusiasts out in their home made costumes. The biggest difference this year I saw was the decline of Harley Quinn costumes (although I still saw a few) from the 48 I saw last year. The biggest increase in costumes was of course Deadpool. I saw both men and women dressed as this year's big hit character. Without further ado, here is my photo parade:
Wednesday, 2 March 2016
Budapest Files excerpts
Excerpts from the new book, "The Budapest Files: The Adventures of Agent Blondie."
Just a few pieces from the book to tease you:
1. (In Budapest, with the enemy):
Boris lead me to the back of the café. Walking behind him, I reached in my purse to put the map away. While I did that, I thumbed the safety on my Beretta to the off position. I wasn’t going to pull it right away. I needed to see if I could find the evidence first. We walked down a short hallway to a door where Boris stopped and pulled out his keys. He unlocked two locks and opened the door.
I stepped into the windowless room as Boris flicked on the lights. It was a shabby room with a futon, a desk with a computer on it, some garbage, magazines, wires and such on the floor and not much else. I was focusing on the computer when Boris grabbed my elbow and spun me around to face him. He had hold of my purse arm so I couldn’t draw on him. I mistook his intentions though because he had no hostility in his eyes, only passion and lust. He leaned into me and put his full lips on mine.
Boris kissed me hard. My mouth yielded to his. His lips were wet and powerful. My mouth opened and allowed his tongue to enter. I found myself moaning and my body melted into his. I couldn’t help it. It was a great kiss. I passionately began sucking on his tongue as I felt his hands roaming over my body. He squeezed my bum and reached up to my tits to give them a good feel. My temperature was rising and I could sense the swelling beginning between my legs. That was my reality reminder.
I stopped the kiss and gently pushed Boris away from me. His one hand was on my bare thigh and getting close to my crotch. I held his wrist firm. It was time to play him. He was breathing heavy and seemed upset that I stopped him. He tried to kiss me again but I turned my head to the side. I waited until he got the hint.
“Wait!” I pleaded. He eased up. “Don’t get the wrong idea Boris. I really like you but there is something that you should know about me first before we go any further,” I told him.
2. (At home with Maggie):
I curled up close to my lover. Maggie removed her glasses and took a good mouthful of scotch. When she wasn’t trying to look plain and mousy, she was actually very pretty. “Are you going to be alright love? I’m sorry if I worried you,” I said tenderly as I leaned in to kiss her neck. She was tense but receptive. She allowed me to gently kiss her neck and her cheek.
“I suppose that I can forgive you. You are who you are after all. I fell in love with Trooper Blondie and deep down that is who you still are. I could see it in your eyes. You love the danger and the adventure. I just hadn’t seen that look in a while. Last time I saw that look in your eyes you were almost killed,” Maggie confessed. She was almost tearful.
I kissed her softly on the mouth. Maggie pulled my head closer to her and we kissed lovingly. She pulled the band from my hair, golden locks falling free. Our skirts rode up on both of our laps past our stocking tops. Maggie climbed up onto my lap and we continued to make out. Maggie was almost ten years senior to me but she was hotter than any forty year old I knew. She had been my teacher and instructed me in the art of sex. I put those lessons to use as I stripped Maggie of her blouse and bra. I kissed and suckled on her stiffening nipples as I massaged her small but swollen breasts. I then unbuttoned her skirt.
Maggie stood up in front of me and dropped her skirt to the floor. She peeled off her own knickers. She had a small landing strip of pubic hair above her vagina. I was usually the one who groomed it. Leaving her stockings on, she got back up onto the couch and presented her perky little arse to me. “Lick it!“ she simply demanded. It was a show of domination but she already knew how much I loved eating her ass. I pried her cheeks apart and dove face first into her crack. I stiffened my tongue and jammed it straight up her tight, pink arse hole. She pushed back against my face as I ate her rear entrance with vigor. My tongue rotated in circles deep up inside her making her squirm. I touched her warm pussy lips with my fingers and massaged her feminine mound. Her pussy was getting wet and hot which made me rim her harder.
3. (With a married couple at a pub):
Cassidy stepped up to the two of us still engaged in a lip lock. She began caressing my body. Her face moved to my neck. I flipped my long blonde hair out of the way and let her kiss my neck. Her hands drifted up to my breasts and gave them a firm squeeze. I turned my head from Conner to Cassidy and my mouth connected to hers. We exchanged a long, deep soul kiss as Conner licked my ears and my neck.
The three of us made out passionately as our hands explored each other. Both of them were sexy and tasted of Guinness. I wrapped a leg around Conner and I felt his hard on against my leg. I reached down to Cassidy’s crotch and felt her wetness through her jeans. She was hot and steamy. Our kissing continued for a long time. The difference between a man’s firm, strong kiss and the soft, sweet pleasure of a woman’s lips contented me as I enjoyed them both. I took a few minutes with one and then the other and then back again. The other would content themselves on my neck.
I was getting light headed and finally suggested, “ I believe you two owe me a debt. If you don’t mind Conner, I believe it should be ladies first.” Conner disengaged and pulled up a seat. I propped my arse up onto the billiard table and beckoned Cassidy to me. She eagerly embraced me and we snogged for three or four minutes. Her lips were full and wet. She was uninhibited with her kisses.
“Take off your clothes,” I demanded.
4. (With former Troop mate while on a job):
I then checked in with George back at headquarters. He had set up alerts with security and followed through with our plan. Everything seemed in place. We then had to just sit and wait. As soldiers we were used to that. Eddie brewed up some tea. The past three days had been crazy. I should have been exhausted but instead I was restless. I paced around the room sipping my tea. I checked the monitors watching Darlene three times in two minutes.
“Damn Blondie, stop that, your wearing me out,” Eddie criticized. I realized that he was right. I needed to relax.
“I just can’t relax. I’m too wired up,” I responded.
Eddie sniggered with a devilish smile, “I remember one way that used to wear you out pretty good.” His big grin turned into a deep Caribbean laugh when I licked my finger and flipped him the bird. That made me laugh too. We definitely had some good romps in that room. That eased the tension a little. He was right though and I needed a distraction.
I sighed and walked over to him. I stood in front of him with my hands on my hips, posing. I flipped my mane of long blonde hair. He still had the eye for me. He licked his lip. I bit my lip before saying, “You know what Eddie. I think you’re right. I am wound up too tight. I could use some loosening up. Besides, I really owe you for this one.” I leaned forward and took Eddie’s big brown bottom lip between mine and give it a good suck. I placed my arms loosely around his neck. His mouth opened and he stuck his massive tongue into my mouth. I greedily sucked on it like it was a juicy cock. His strong arms made me feel safe. I needed that.
Eddie pulled back for a second and said to me, “Listen Blondie, don’t fuck me because you think you owe me. Only fuck me because you want to. Okay?”
I blushed a bit. “Oh Eddie. You know I’ve had the hots for you since Ibiza. Remember that kiss on the beach?” I teased. Biting my lip again, I said, “Besides, I’ve never met anyone with a bigger cock in my life.” I grabbed his crotch through his kakis and could feel his big meat swelling. I traced its outline with my fingers. I could feel the heat coming through the material. It was already seven inches long and I knew from experience that it was still at its smallest state.
5 (In a shoot out in the Alps):
“Shit, I missed,” Thorn said in panic. Instinctively, he chambered another round. The other four men all stopped and turned to see what happened. When they saw the dead man laying in the red snow ripped in two by the heavy round, they all pulled out guns from their jackets. They appeared to be sub-machine guns.
“Shoot the right one Thorn,” I yelled at the sniper. The other Troopers had already taken aim and started to open fire on the other men.
Thorn was breathing too heavy. “I don’t know if I can hit him without hitting the hostage,” he worried. I dove down onto the ground next to him.
“Roll off!” I shouted. I moved quickly into the Barrett as Thorn rolled off to the right. I pulled up the sight and put Victoria and her captor in the frame. She was still in front of the man. He had a pistol out but was struggling to keep a grip on her. As bullets slammed into the snow around them, Victoria managed to fall down. That exposed the man for a second. As he reached down to try to pull up Victoria, I squeezed off a round. The Barrett boomed like a cannon. The recoil was massive despite the muzzle brake. Through the sight I saw the top half of the man separate from the bottom leaving him in two bloody pieces. I chambered another round.
6. (Accidentally walking in on her mother, boss and neighbour):
Brigit and Stan were also attractive people. It was the entire scene of three of them that was a turn on. I slid to the edge of the door frame to cover myself somewhat. I watched for a few minutes as they really got into it. It was hot and passionate and it was turning me on. The two women ground their bodies on Stan, using him for their sexual pleasure. I had to pull myself away. I walked quietly down the hall and just waited for them to finish. I sat on an empty bed in the next room and listened as the moans and grunts and giggles continued for several more minutes. I could still picture their position in my head. My cock was aching. I felt guilty for being so excited by it all.
After they all seemed to shift, I could hear Stan’s voice coaching them into positions. I couldn’t make out what they were doing and my curiosity got to me. I went back and peeked in again. Colleen was on her elbows and knees with Stan behind her. He had his hands on her hips and was fucking her from behind. Brigit was laying down in front of her with her legs spread wide. Ma had her face down in Brigit’s red bush, lapping away at her folds. Brigit had her back arched and had her hands on my mother’s head, encouraging her to lick her snatch. Again, my cock swelled under my leather skirt. I couldn’t deny the attraction of the scene. The three of them started going at it pretty hard and I could tell that they were all close to reaching orgasms.
Again, I forced myself to peel away from the scene and retire to the next room.
7. (A sniper attack at the funeral):
I nodded at him. “An Enfield most likely,” I replied. “I’m pretty sure he’s aiming for me,” I added. I ripped my skirt up to my hip so I could move better. I took off my shoes too. I finally got around to pulling my Beretta out of my purse, not that it would be much good against a target half a kilometer up the road.
Mike Ferguson was looking up the street with field glasses. He was exposed but said, “Three story brown brick building on the left hand side. Shooter’s on the roof, over the second window on the left. Looks like he’s in a nest.” That meant that he likely was laying prone and had bricks up to cover his position. Eddie meanwhile was working on the unconscious policeman. He had torn his shirt open to discover that he was wearing a Kevlar vest. The bullet penetrated but was sticking out of the man’s skin. There was a big bruise already forming around the wound. He was probably going to be alright. The vest saved his life.
Others spotted the shooter as well. Some of the soldiers took random shots at the position but ducked back into cover when the third shot hit the pavement only one foot beside me. I sprang to my feet and sprinted across the street to the cover of a stair well of a house. Another shot rang out and slammed into the brick wall just after I dove for cover.
The Colonel screamed, “Are you crazy? What are you doing?” at me from the other side of the street. I panted and caught my breath after the near miss.
I shouted back, “He wants me. I’m drawing the fire away from everybody else. Get them back into the cemetery behind stones. I extracted a makeup mirror from my bag and lifted it up like a periscope. In the reflection, I was able to see the shooter’s nest on the top of the building. He was well covered.
If any of this got your wheels turning or your heat rising or your interest peaked, the book is on Amazon/Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01BJ3FUT2
Just a few pieces from the book to tease you:
1. (In Budapest, with the enemy):
Boris lead me to the back of the café. Walking behind him, I reached in my purse to put the map away. While I did that, I thumbed the safety on my Beretta to the off position. I wasn’t going to pull it right away. I needed to see if I could find the evidence first. We walked down a short hallway to a door where Boris stopped and pulled out his keys. He unlocked two locks and opened the door.
I stepped into the windowless room as Boris flicked on the lights. It was a shabby room with a futon, a desk with a computer on it, some garbage, magazines, wires and such on the floor and not much else. I was focusing on the computer when Boris grabbed my elbow and spun me around to face him. He had hold of my purse arm so I couldn’t draw on him. I mistook his intentions though because he had no hostility in his eyes, only passion and lust. He leaned into me and put his full lips on mine.
Boris kissed me hard. My mouth yielded to his. His lips were wet and powerful. My mouth opened and allowed his tongue to enter. I found myself moaning and my body melted into his. I couldn’t help it. It was a great kiss. I passionately began sucking on his tongue as I felt his hands roaming over my body. He squeezed my bum and reached up to my tits to give them a good feel. My temperature was rising and I could sense the swelling beginning between my legs. That was my reality reminder.
I stopped the kiss and gently pushed Boris away from me. His one hand was on my bare thigh and getting close to my crotch. I held his wrist firm. It was time to play him. He was breathing heavy and seemed upset that I stopped him. He tried to kiss me again but I turned my head to the side. I waited until he got the hint.
“Wait!” I pleaded. He eased up. “Don’t get the wrong idea Boris. I really like you but there is something that you should know about me first before we go any further,” I told him.
2. (At home with Maggie):
I curled up close to my lover. Maggie removed her glasses and took a good mouthful of scotch. When she wasn’t trying to look plain and mousy, she was actually very pretty. “Are you going to be alright love? I’m sorry if I worried you,” I said tenderly as I leaned in to kiss her neck. She was tense but receptive. She allowed me to gently kiss her neck and her cheek.
“I suppose that I can forgive you. You are who you are after all. I fell in love with Trooper Blondie and deep down that is who you still are. I could see it in your eyes. You love the danger and the adventure. I just hadn’t seen that look in a while. Last time I saw that look in your eyes you were almost killed,” Maggie confessed. She was almost tearful.
I kissed her softly on the mouth. Maggie pulled my head closer to her and we kissed lovingly. She pulled the band from my hair, golden locks falling free. Our skirts rode up on both of our laps past our stocking tops. Maggie climbed up onto my lap and we continued to make out. Maggie was almost ten years senior to me but she was hotter than any forty year old I knew. She had been my teacher and instructed me in the art of sex. I put those lessons to use as I stripped Maggie of her blouse and bra. I kissed and suckled on her stiffening nipples as I massaged her small but swollen breasts. I then unbuttoned her skirt.
Maggie stood up in front of me and dropped her skirt to the floor. She peeled off her own knickers. She had a small landing strip of pubic hair above her vagina. I was usually the one who groomed it. Leaving her stockings on, she got back up onto the couch and presented her perky little arse to me. “Lick it!“ she simply demanded. It was a show of domination but she already knew how much I loved eating her ass. I pried her cheeks apart and dove face first into her crack. I stiffened my tongue and jammed it straight up her tight, pink arse hole. She pushed back against my face as I ate her rear entrance with vigor. My tongue rotated in circles deep up inside her making her squirm. I touched her warm pussy lips with my fingers and massaged her feminine mound. Her pussy was getting wet and hot which made me rim her harder.
3. (With a married couple at a pub):
Cassidy stepped up to the two of us still engaged in a lip lock. She began caressing my body. Her face moved to my neck. I flipped my long blonde hair out of the way and let her kiss my neck. Her hands drifted up to my breasts and gave them a firm squeeze. I turned my head from Conner to Cassidy and my mouth connected to hers. We exchanged a long, deep soul kiss as Conner licked my ears and my neck.
The three of us made out passionately as our hands explored each other. Both of them were sexy and tasted of Guinness. I wrapped a leg around Conner and I felt his hard on against my leg. I reached down to Cassidy’s crotch and felt her wetness through her jeans. She was hot and steamy. Our kissing continued for a long time. The difference between a man’s firm, strong kiss and the soft, sweet pleasure of a woman’s lips contented me as I enjoyed them both. I took a few minutes with one and then the other and then back again. The other would content themselves on my neck.
I was getting light headed and finally suggested, “ I believe you two owe me a debt. If you don’t mind Conner, I believe it should be ladies first.” Conner disengaged and pulled up a seat. I propped my arse up onto the billiard table and beckoned Cassidy to me. She eagerly embraced me and we snogged for three or four minutes. Her lips were full and wet. She was uninhibited with her kisses.
“Take off your clothes,” I demanded.
4. (With former Troop mate while on a job):
I then checked in with George back at headquarters. He had set up alerts with security and followed through with our plan. Everything seemed in place. We then had to just sit and wait. As soldiers we were used to that. Eddie brewed up some tea. The past three days had been crazy. I should have been exhausted but instead I was restless. I paced around the room sipping my tea. I checked the monitors watching Darlene three times in two minutes.
“Damn Blondie, stop that, your wearing me out,” Eddie criticized. I realized that he was right. I needed to relax.
“I just can’t relax. I’m too wired up,” I responded.
Eddie sniggered with a devilish smile, “I remember one way that used to wear you out pretty good.” His big grin turned into a deep Caribbean laugh when I licked my finger and flipped him the bird. That made me laugh too. We definitely had some good romps in that room. That eased the tension a little. He was right though and I needed a distraction.
I sighed and walked over to him. I stood in front of him with my hands on my hips, posing. I flipped my mane of long blonde hair. He still had the eye for me. He licked his lip. I bit my lip before saying, “You know what Eddie. I think you’re right. I am wound up too tight. I could use some loosening up. Besides, I really owe you for this one.” I leaned forward and took Eddie’s big brown bottom lip between mine and give it a good suck. I placed my arms loosely around his neck. His mouth opened and he stuck his massive tongue into my mouth. I greedily sucked on it like it was a juicy cock. His strong arms made me feel safe. I needed that.
Eddie pulled back for a second and said to me, “Listen Blondie, don’t fuck me because you think you owe me. Only fuck me because you want to. Okay?”
I blushed a bit. “Oh Eddie. You know I’ve had the hots for you since Ibiza. Remember that kiss on the beach?” I teased. Biting my lip again, I said, “Besides, I’ve never met anyone with a bigger cock in my life.” I grabbed his crotch through his kakis and could feel his big meat swelling. I traced its outline with my fingers. I could feel the heat coming through the material. It was already seven inches long and I knew from experience that it was still at its smallest state.
5 (In a shoot out in the Alps):
“Shit, I missed,” Thorn said in panic. Instinctively, he chambered another round. The other four men all stopped and turned to see what happened. When they saw the dead man laying in the red snow ripped in two by the heavy round, they all pulled out guns from their jackets. They appeared to be sub-machine guns.
“Shoot the right one Thorn,” I yelled at the sniper. The other Troopers had already taken aim and started to open fire on the other men.
Thorn was breathing too heavy. “I don’t know if I can hit him without hitting the hostage,” he worried. I dove down onto the ground next to him.
“Roll off!” I shouted. I moved quickly into the Barrett as Thorn rolled off to the right. I pulled up the sight and put Victoria and her captor in the frame. She was still in front of the man. He had a pistol out but was struggling to keep a grip on her. As bullets slammed into the snow around them, Victoria managed to fall down. That exposed the man for a second. As he reached down to try to pull up Victoria, I squeezed off a round. The Barrett boomed like a cannon. The recoil was massive despite the muzzle brake. Through the sight I saw the top half of the man separate from the bottom leaving him in two bloody pieces. I chambered another round.
6. (Accidentally walking in on her mother, boss and neighbour):
Brigit and Stan were also attractive people. It was the entire scene of three of them that was a turn on. I slid to the edge of the door frame to cover myself somewhat. I watched for a few minutes as they really got into it. It was hot and passionate and it was turning me on. The two women ground their bodies on Stan, using him for their sexual pleasure. I had to pull myself away. I walked quietly down the hall and just waited for them to finish. I sat on an empty bed in the next room and listened as the moans and grunts and giggles continued for several more minutes. I could still picture their position in my head. My cock was aching. I felt guilty for being so excited by it all.
After they all seemed to shift, I could hear Stan’s voice coaching them into positions. I couldn’t make out what they were doing and my curiosity got to me. I went back and peeked in again. Colleen was on her elbows and knees with Stan behind her. He had his hands on her hips and was fucking her from behind. Brigit was laying down in front of her with her legs spread wide. Ma had her face down in Brigit’s red bush, lapping away at her folds. Brigit had her back arched and had her hands on my mother’s head, encouraging her to lick her snatch. Again, my cock swelled under my leather skirt. I couldn’t deny the attraction of the scene. The three of them started going at it pretty hard and I could tell that they were all close to reaching orgasms.
Again, I forced myself to peel away from the scene and retire to the next room.
7. (A sniper attack at the funeral):
I nodded at him. “An Enfield most likely,” I replied. “I’m pretty sure he’s aiming for me,” I added. I ripped my skirt up to my hip so I could move better. I took off my shoes too. I finally got around to pulling my Beretta out of my purse, not that it would be much good against a target half a kilometer up the road.
Mike Ferguson was looking up the street with field glasses. He was exposed but said, “Three story brown brick building on the left hand side. Shooter’s on the roof, over the second window on the left. Looks like he’s in a nest.” That meant that he likely was laying prone and had bricks up to cover his position. Eddie meanwhile was working on the unconscious policeman. He had torn his shirt open to discover that he was wearing a Kevlar vest. The bullet penetrated but was sticking out of the man’s skin. There was a big bruise already forming around the wound. He was probably going to be alright. The vest saved his life.
Others spotted the shooter as well. Some of the soldiers took random shots at the position but ducked back into cover when the third shot hit the pavement only one foot beside me. I sprang to my feet and sprinted across the street to the cover of a stair well of a house. Another shot rang out and slammed into the brick wall just after I dove for cover.
The Colonel screamed, “Are you crazy? What are you doing?” at me from the other side of the street. I panted and caught my breath after the near miss.
I shouted back, “He wants me. I’m drawing the fire away from everybody else. Get them back into the cemetery behind stones. I extracted a makeup mirror from my bag and lifted it up like a periscope. In the reflection, I was able to see the shooter’s nest on the top of the building. He was well covered.
If any of this got your wheels turning or your heat rising or your interest peaked, the book is on Amazon/Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01BJ3FUT2
Sunday, 7 February 2016
The Budapest Files published
I am once again proud to say that the new book is available on Amazon/Kindle. http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01BJ3FUT2
The writing began back in November. I finished the first draft on January 2nd. After a month of editing, the final edition was ready. As I stated before in previous posts, the story is a sequel to "Operation Stiletto". The story picks up two years after Blondie leaves the SAS. In 2004, Blondie is an agent for MI6 and gets some field work in Budapest. She has to get to an enemy agent who is smuggling terrorists into western Europe. She uses her sexy skills to get the job done. It's only much later that repercussions of the case come back to haunt her.
Returning in this story from the first book is Blondie's mentor and lover Maggie Brown who harbours a big secret. Dave Smith's daughter Darlene is back and is all grown up. She plays a big roll in the new story. Blondie's old SAS mates Eddie Marlin and Mike Ferguson return as well as they cannot resist Blondie's charms.
New love interests enter this new story of espionage including some charming enemy spies, a gun running husband and wife team from Ireland, some new SAS recruits, and a mysterious pink haired transsexual girl. This book is XXX erotica so only 18+ readers please.
More concept pictures:
The writing began back in November. I finished the first draft on January 2nd. After a month of editing, the final edition was ready. As I stated before in previous posts, the story is a sequel to "Operation Stiletto". The story picks up two years after Blondie leaves the SAS. In 2004, Blondie is an agent for MI6 and gets some field work in Budapest. She has to get to an enemy agent who is smuggling terrorists into western Europe. She uses her sexy skills to get the job done. It's only much later that repercussions of the case come back to haunt her.
Returning in this story from the first book is Blondie's mentor and lover Maggie Brown who harbours a big secret. Dave Smith's daughter Darlene is back and is all grown up. She plays a big roll in the new story. Blondie's old SAS mates Eddie Marlin and Mike Ferguson return as well as they cannot resist Blondie's charms.
New love interests enter this new story of espionage including some charming enemy spies, a gun running husband and wife team from Ireland, some new SAS recruits, and a mysterious pink haired transsexual girl. This book is XXX erotica so only 18+ readers please.
More concept pictures:
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| Blondie sleuthing |
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| Boris |
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| Blondie playing for high stakes |
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| Connor and Cassidy Sweeny |
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| Shannon Darlene and Victoria |
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| Brigit and Ma |
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| Alpine assassin |
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| Blondie getting to the bottom of things |
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| Belfast street duel |
Friday, 8 January 2016
New Book
In this new story, Blondie is an MI6 agent and it takes place two years after Operation Stiletto. Blondie (Shannon Sullivan) is in a relationship with her co-agent Maggie Brown. Blondie takes down an enemy spy in Budapest (in her own special way) and retrieve his very valuable files. All seems well after the operation and life goes back to normal (normal for spies). Maggie then breaks some important news to Blondie which makes things interesting.
The late Dave Smith's daughter Darlene appears again and is good friends with Shannon. Blondie goes on a field operation in Ireland alone to uncover a gun smuggling ring where she gets in deep with the married couple running the show. After a crazy three-way and successful mission, Blondie returns home only to face tragedy. Her world is turned upside down suddenly and she has to find a killer whose only purpose seems to be making Blondie's life hell.
As Shannon tries to find out who the mystery killer is, she has to protect her friend Darlene. Darlene has a new best friend who ends up a suspect. Shannon knows that there is a mole in MI6 and doesn't know who to trust so she calls in some old friends from the SAS (Eddie and Mike) to help. They help her in more ways than one.
Blondie eventually figures out who the mole is but not before her enemy kidnaps a friend as a hostage. Blondie and her friends track her nemesis across Europe and have a show down atop a mountain in the Alps. Afterwards there is a lot of mutual appreciation between Blondie and her new friends.
After returning home, Blondie finds out that it may not be over yet as her nemesis has hired a hit man as insurance. The hit man chooses the the most important day to strike at Blondie. It takes a big team effort to find a way to win the day.
As always there are a lot of hot sex scenes in the story with Blondie as the centerpiece. If you like action, adventure and lots of sex with a transsexual main character, or if you enjoyed the first book, you'll love this new one.
It should be published later this month or in early February. I will pass on the details when it's out.
In the meantime, here are some concept pictures I made based on the story:
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| Blondie the bait |
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| Blondie getting the job done |
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| The Budapest Files |
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| Maggie Brown |
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| Who has an eye on Blondie? |
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| Blondie and Darlene have a chat |
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| Blondie in Donegal |
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| The prize? |
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| Blondie's life a mess |
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| Back to London |
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| Victoria, friend or foe? |
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| Blondie Darlene Victoria |
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| Discovery |
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| Thorn Mike Eddie Rose |
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| Blondie the Interrogator |
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| Blondie in the Alps |
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| The shot |
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| Not today! |
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| Don't mess with Blondie |
Thursday, 10 December 2015
Zerophilia
Before anyone goes looking this term, let me tell you that it is just a movie title.
I wrote about this film before. It is a film about three people with a genetic condition where they have an extra chromosome called a Z chromosome. This extra chromosome allows their bodies to change gender every time they orgasm. Much like frogs and seahorses (there are a number of frog references in the film), which can change their gender to even the numbers out, the story extends the ability to humans. I would love to have that ability.
Zerophilia IBDM
The main character is Luke, a bit of a pretty boy, but is all masculine (he likes hockey, trucks, girls, etc). He is a bit of a late bloomer and is a virgin in college still. After a sexual encounter he notices some changes with his body like hot flashes, loss of body hair, sensitive nipples, and shrinking penis size. His friends check it out and find a doctor Sydney who is a an expert.
Luke's troubles continue after he meets Max and Michelle. Max is a hunky mechanic but is also a pretty boy. Michelle is his apparent sister. The two of them are never in the same place at the same time mysteriously. Luke finds his symptoms getting more extreme when he is around them. He develops full breasts and his testicles shrink right up.
Doctor Sydney is a hot woman and tries to seduce Luke but he isn't into her. He only admits to having a thing for Michelle. Sydney tells him that he is a Zerophiliac. She tells him that he has to go all the way to transform into a woman. After that he/she can change genders at will with every orgasm.
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After doing so, Luke, now Luca, has a problem accepting herself as a female. She also discovers her affections for Max. When Luca finally becomes male again he has trouble relating to Max and even picks a fight with him.
Luke asks Sydney for help. He wants to stay male and not go back. She tells him that if he hooks up with another Zerophiliac then his gender will stay the same permanently. Lucky for him, Sydney is a Zero too and has been in female form for a long time. Reluctantly, he has sex with Sydney. When it's over, Luke is Luca again and Sydney is male. Sydney had tricked Luke. It worked the opposite way as Sydney wanted to be a man permanently, a gay man at that.
Stuck as Luca, she discovers her feminine side. She also gives Max a try and admits to having feelings for him. When Michelle finally outs Luca as a Zero, Luca struggles with which person she wants to be. She feels as though she has to choose one or the other, like Sydney. Max and Michelle finally admit to being the same person and tell Luca/Luke that he/she doesn't have to choose. Being both is okay. Why not?
Luckily, Max/Michelle is able help Luca/Luke to be able change again at will.
After watching the film for the third time, I finally got the true underlying theme of the film. What it is really about is acceptance of Bisexuality. The Zerophilia represents bisexuality. Sydney was a case of someone who tried one preference for a while then changed her mind and went back to her first. Max/Michelle is a person who is very comfortable as bi. Luke/Luca is a person struggling to accept that he may like boys as well as girls. In the end, he discovers that it is the person that matters not their gender.
This is a movie about bisexual acceptance disguised as a gender transition film. Either way, this film is fun to watch, cute as hell, funny and deep when necessary.
Friday, 20 November 2015
Writing again
I had a decent year of writing over the past twelve months. I posted three short stories to Literotica and published a novel (Here Come the Space Marines) in that time. I took a breather but I am ready to get back into it. I have a few things that I am starting or all ready working on. The first is another short story for Literotica. That should take about a week or so. I am also working on an old project that I began years ago which is a Diary of my youth (fictional or more like a what if basis) which I won't publish. It would be just for me. I also want to make a comic for my new Dumb Bunny character. I think she has a great origins story which I want to tell. Dumb Bunny
For the most part those projects are fairly small. The Diary would be the exception but I already have it started. The other big announcement is the start of a second Trooper Blondie book. Operation Stiletto, Operation Stiletto , has been very successful by my expectations. I have sold about two hundred copies on Amazon/Kindle so far. Some of the feedback that I received has been asking me for a sequel. I had left the end of the story open with a few loose threads for the reader to imagine what would happen next. I do that in almost all my writings. However, I have been wondering myself just how the story might continue. The more I think about it, the more I want to see what happens to Shannon/Blondie after she retires from the Army.
Time to hit the keyboard, lots of work to do. #amwriting
MMC
For the most part those projects are fairly small. The Diary would be the exception but I already have it started. The other big announcement is the start of a second Trooper Blondie book. Operation Stiletto, Operation Stiletto , has been very successful by my expectations. I have sold about two hundred copies on Amazon/Kindle so far. Some of the feedback that I received has been asking me for a sequel. I had left the end of the story open with a few loose threads for the reader to imagine what would happen next. I do that in almost all my writings. However, I have been wondering myself just how the story might continue. The more I think about it, the more I want to see what happens to Shannon/Blondie after she retires from the Army.
Time to hit the keyboard, lots of work to do. #amwriting
MMC
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