Saturday, May 4, 2013

Hot Female Firefighters Rock! Happy Caliente Blog Hopping! #CalienteBlogHop






Hello hot hoppers...In celebration on International Firefighter's Day (May 4th) I am unofficially extending honoring them (in my own little world)  for the full week!
In the 1800's, the first known female firefighter was a slave,  Molly Williams. She was said to be"as good a fire laddie as many of the boys."(wikipedia) Lillie Hitchcock Coit became an honorary member of Knickerbocker Engine Company #5 as a teenager in 1859, after helping them drag the engine to a fire on Telegraph Hill (International Assoc. Women in Fire & Emergency Services). The first all-woman forest firefighting crew in California was assembled in 1942.
Women have come a long way in all  branches of service, armed forces, and the workplace. Yay for Girl Power!
I have the utmost respect for ALL firefighters, but right now I would like to share some of my favorite hot female heroes. Have fun hopping and thanks for visiting!  Leave a comment to win a copy of ANY ebook from my Siren Publishing Collection. You will also be entered in the Grand Prize! love, May Water http://www.bookstrand.com/may-water

Female Firefighters Website (info, calendars...)> http://americasfemalefirefighters.com/

History of female firefighters>  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Women_in_firefighting

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Tuesday, April 9, 2013

#Erotic #Western RAW HIDE AWAY now on Goodreads #FourSeducedMuses

Now added to May Water's Goodreads books collection: RAW HIDE AWAY/ Book 2 Lassoed Lovers

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assoed Lovers 2
Raw Hide Away
Newlyweds Maddie and Parker Leeds leave Colorado to reunite
with Trina Hall and siblings Jen and Rory Pearson in California.
Maddie does a bang-up job pleasing her man, yet when he heads
out on a horse roundup she overindulges in feminine fetishes,
throwing her new marriage on the rocks. Maddie loves her man,
but do Trina and Jen offer delights that he can’t hold a candle to?
Parker is clearly ready to vamoose, especially when an old flame
of his makes Raw Hide Away her new home. Can Maddie lasso her
hubby back into her arms? Or will the erotic Indian maiden Makwa
lure him with her native charms?
The Old West rumbles with unpredictable weather, heart-stopping
adventure, and heart-wrenching loss. Yet the ranch keeps them
grounded. Douse the lantern and dive into a bit of delicious
deviltry. Once you enter Raw Hide Away Ranch you won’t want to
leave.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation
between or among siblings.
Genre: Historical, Western/Cowboys
Length: 31,605 


Monday, April 1, 2013

Scarred Heroines: Molly of The Seaside Surrender Series

Scarred Heroines: Molly of Peppermint Sticks/Seaside Surrender Series, May Water

Meet Molly, a young lady of the early 20th century. Like many young people, she experiments in alcohol, drugs, and the wilder side of her sexuality, quite effectively turning her back on her proper Bostonian upbringing. Molly is luckier than many however, she had the love and support of her three lovers, Jess, Michael and Evan, who stand by her through her painful self discovery.  Join Molly as she falls in love, messes up, and makes mistakes throughout the Seaside Surrender Series in her quest to create the most blissful family.

The Seaside Surrender Series, May Water
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Molly leaned her head against the wall, pulling her cloak around herself tighter when the sun dropped behind the horizon. She watched Mikey frolic in the foamy, incoming tide and chase seagulls. The ever present leash dangled behind him. She momentarily forgot about Jess,
the men, the house, everything. All she thought about was the now.

The feeling of the cold wind pushing her hair away from her face, the scent of the rich salt air, the sound of the lighthouse out on the point was comforting. Molly closed her eyes and soaked it all in, quite aware that night was falling, but simply not caring. Occasionally, she took a big swig from the flask. When the wind really began to pick up, she opened her eyes. The familiar coastline and beach was harder to make out in the dusky lack of light. One thing she noticed right away was what she didn’t see. Mikey.

Molly tried to get up. Tried was the appropriate word since what she actually did was more of a flail. She first had to disentangle her hand from the leather flask strap. The whole flask strap setup
suddenly seemed like a Chinese puzzle to her. Then she kept kneeling on her cape which made it impossible to stand. The wind whipped her hair into her face, blinding her. The flask tipped over in the sand as she struggled.

“Ah, fuck,” she slurred as, still on her knees, she tried to snatch the flask up. Her movements were painfully slow.
“Need help?” a voice called out. It startled her so badly that she jumped. When she craned her head, there was Michael, grasping Mikey’s leash with said dog attached to it. Michael had a very
condescending look on his face. Mikey gave her a slobbering kiss which caused her to fall right over. She screeched as the dog proceeded to pounce on her and lick her. Michael made no move to reel him back. She began laughing hysterically, quite unable to stop.

“Stop!” she managed to yell as she buried her face in her hands. All of the rolling around wasn’t making her feel good. Thankfully, Michael pulled the dog back a little. Molly tried to get up, but the world twirled crazily. It was the worst vertigo she had ever had. Suddenly, all noise sounded very far away. Her vision blurred as a terrible tightness strangled her chest. Her hand flailed out, and it touched Mikey’s wet nose.

“Molly!” Michael yelled, trying to get her to look at him. She simply shook her head no. And then she lost it. She leaned over, and her dinner emptied out onto the sand. She moaned as she upchucked, musing that she wished she’d eaten smoother food that night. Unfortunately, Mikey was in her range. She absently heard Michael yell, but she blocked it out. The only thing she could focus on was the horrible pain in her midsection, the pounding of her head, and the burning in her throat.
When the worst of it stopped, Michael crouched down next to her. His face wavered into view. He had a terrible grimace on his face. He never lost the look as he helped her up. Once he got her standing, he encouraged her to walk. Molly placed a hand against the wall and
shook her head.




“Nuh uh, get the car. I’ll wait here,” she mumbled. Her knees buckled. She would have fallen if Michael hadn’t grabbed her arm.
“No, I’m not leaving you here,” he snapped."Besides, you just threw up on the dog. I'm not letting you anywhere near the car."

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Thursday, March 28, 2013

Ladies Water Sex Play, Old West Style

RAW HIDE AWAY, May Water
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“Okay, Miss Maddie, in the tub,” instructed Jen, holding out a
hand to assist her into the massive, six-foot-diameter oak tub.
As Maddie settled herself in the water she eyed the long metal
wand in Jen’s hand with trepidation. Jen screwed it into a long hose.
Once it was screwed together she attached the hose to the water spigot
over the wooden tub. The entire contraption was then attached to the
steam generator.
“Just relax,” Trina cooed. Maddie didn’t need that bit of advice.
The hot water began to relax her instantly.
Jen sat in her tall stool, resting the wand on her lap while she
fiddled with the tip. “Can you add some more oils before you get in?”
she asked Trina. Trina nodded, reached over to the wooden shelf next
to the tub, and added several drops from each small bottle of essential
oil.
“Nice,” Jen said with a grunt, cupping one of Trina’s large breasts
dangling next to her. Trina giggled, pecked Jen on the nose and began
to climb in the tub. Jen was unable to resist cupping one of Trina’s
round ass cheeks before she lowered herself next to Maddie.
“Mm, delicious,” Trina said with a moan. Once she settled into
the warm water she sighed. Both ladies filled the tub nicely. Maddie
reached out and caressed Trina’s slippery thigh, loving the feel of
Trina’s wet body next to her.
“All right, so what I did was basically attached a light hollow pipe
to a hose. The generator will pump the hot water from the tub through
the wand. I can point the wand at a person’s injured body part. I’ve
added two speeds, but I still need to tweak it. The hot water already
helps relieve muscle tension. The jets seem to aid it even further. Dr.
Woods loves the idea but he wants me to use gain more experience
before incorporating it into patient therapy. I haven’t tried it on
anyone besides Trina. The generator is kind of loud. I need to figure
out a way to quiet that. Maybe move it outside and use a longer cord?
Anyway, we were just playing with it one day when Trina pointed it
between her legs.”
“My god, I thought I died and went to heaven,” Trina whispered
as she nuzzled closer to Maddie.
“Your treatment begins now,” Jen said crisply, a slight twinkle in
her eyes. She slipped a thick padding of fabric behind Maddie’s
shoulders. Maddie nodded solemnly as she grasped the edges of the
wooden tub, really not sure what to expect. When Jen started up the
generator she tensed. It was loud in the small room. When Jen dipped
the tip of the wand in the water she began to relax. The waves and
pulses it created were soothing. Jen crouched next to the tub and eyed
Maddie.
“Spread your legs, baby,” she coaxed. Maddie did so willingly. As
the waves of warm water lapped between her thighs she closed her
eyes.
“Mmmm,” she moaned, relaxing more every second. Jen swayed
the wand gently back and forth in the water, a little closer to her cunt
with each arc. When she got about an inch away from her vagina
Maddie jumped slightly. Her eyes flew open with curiosity as her clit
twitched.
“Oh my,” she said, arching her back to get closer to the wand. “I
like that.”
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Scarred Heroines: Maddie of RAW HIDE & SEEK



RAW HIDE & SEEK, May Water
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“My God, if they were deeper, he could have removed your organs,” he said in disbelief. A tear slid down his cheek as he struggled to hold back his tears. Anger suddenly raced through him. He knew it wrong to think poorly of the dead, but at that moment he hoped Romney was paying his dues in hell. He also felt a huge wave of guilt for not being there to protect her.
Parker shook his head as he lightly touched all of the other small puncture wounds scattered over her arms, chest, and neck.
“Are they anywhere else?” he questioned.
Maddie nodded and pulled the waistband of her riding pants down. “That’s the last one,” she whispered. He gazed at the deep scar right above her pubic hair and sighed. Then he gazed up at her.
“How did your leg break?” he asked.
Maddie exhaled sharply before speaking. “I wish I could remember more. I do remember running through the woods though. I scrambled to get away from him. I remember feeling terrified, and not knowing if he was right behind me. The last thing I remember was tumbling off of something. Randy and your uncle Jerry found me unconscious a couple hours later at the bottom of an embankment. I told you I was a monstrosity,” she whispered. He heard the catch in her voice. Parker glanced up at her face. Her lip quivered as she locked eyes with him.
Parker sat on his knees and hugged her fiercely. Her chest heaved as she sobbed. It was then that Parker let loose his own tears. After a few minutes Parker pulled away from her. Her eyes were red and puffy. He was certain his own were as well.
“Maddie, you are not a monstrosity. Don’t you see what you are? You are a survivor. A living, breathing, vibrant, beautiful survivor!” he exclaimed vehemently. Maddie tilted her head as she gazed back at him. The intense love which shone from her eyes staggered him.

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Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Magical Heroines: Mari of SPIRIT TWINS

Magical Heroine: Mari of Spirit Twins
“Gods and goddesses of Samso, I call you!” Katlin cried out. “You that inhabit the trees, the ocean, and the animals and roam our land, hear my words!” Katlin spread her arms open to the night sky. “We thank you for giving us Mari, for letting her spirit live with us while she is on this earth.”

“Hail thee,” the crowd answered. Tears formed in Mari’s eyes as she felt the love radiating from all here to share this special day.

“I now must share something. Mari has told those close to her that Freyja is her favorite goddess. And if anyone was to look at her, the resemblance to this deity is quite striking, right down to her cat, and her Spirit Twin Johan.” Katlin smiled warmly at Mari and then at Johan. “But I must share a secret—I don’t think she resembles Freyja at all. I think she is Freyja.” Whispers and mumbling rippled through the crowd. Mari’s jaw dropped, but something inside her felt the truth in her words. “You may call me skøre, but that is what I know.” And with that, Katlin recited words that were quite unlike anything ever used for a coming into womanhood. She closed her eyes and sang in a loud voice:

“Great Goddess, Mistress of cats,
Lady of love, beautiful Vana-Goddess,
Fulfill my greatest needs, O glorious one.
Teach me the magic I need.Spirit Twins 105
Give me a glimpse of your deep wisdom.
Teach me in dreams. Enrich my life.
O Lady, you are Golden-Tears of Asgard
Lady of love, beautiful Vana-Goddess,
You are the Shape-shifter, the Saver,
The Independent One.
Give me the strength and the magic I need.” 

Everyone joined hands and bowed their head. Positive energy flowed through the group, out to the Universe and back again. Katlin turned to Mari, who stood proudly, indeed a goddess in the flesh, power emanating from her.

“We could all learn much from you, Mari. Your ability to love unconditionally is amazing. Your understanding and acceptance of mankind, with all its faults, is remarkable. You rarely complain and always see the good in any situation.” Katlin’s eyes shined with admiration.

“You are now Kona, Woman, may you make many babies. May the rest of your days be filled with more happiness than pain. May the gods always smile down upon you,” Katlin added softly.
Mari took a deep breath. Her heart was racing, and she was shaking with excitement. It seemed she had been waiting her whole life to be a woman and to make babies with Johan. “Thank you for finding me worthy of this clan.”

Spirit Twins, May Water/ Siren Publishing
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Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Tragic Heroines: Marewyn of MAGNIFICENT KING

Tragic Heroines: Marewyn of Magnificent King
At the top of the cliff Marewyn gazed down at the shoreline. The masthead buried in the sand was so far away, and she barely saw it, but she knew it was there. Then she straightened as she stood at the edge of the cliff, tall and proud as she refocused her attention toward the sea. A slight smile formed on her lips as she held her arms out, encompassing the sea and the world around her. Then she simply moved forward and stood even closer to the edge of the cliff, cloak and nightdress billowing behind her.

She knew what she must do. She must let go of the pain. Marewyn called out, in a clear yet humble voice:
“Thank you, Mother Earth. Thank you, Sister Waters. Thank you for my birth. Thank you, from your daughter. Thank you, Brother Sun. Thank you, air-in-motion. Thank you everyone—earth, sun, air, and ocean.”

Marewyn closed her eyes, untied her cloak and let it fall to the ground then pulled her nightgown over her head and tossed it to the side. The spray of waves crashing on the rocks below drifted up, and a fine mist coated her naked flesh. Tiny goose bumps appeared on her pale skin. She chanted thanks to the Universe for all it had given her. Marewyn welled up with gratitude and joy for her very existence, leaning into the wind which blew toward her, pushing her long hair away from her face. The power she felt at this new found serenity was sublime
It was the peace she had sought her entire life.

MAGNIFICENT KING,  May Water/ Siren Publishing
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