Friday, March 30, 2012

Turn Old Clothes into Sexy Turn-ons

Alright we all have that old gown, old shirt or a skirt that we just don’t like. Before you give them away to Goodwill or throw them away. Let me suggest a different alternative. Why not put a rip in a strategic spot and tempt your lover to tear the item off you.

I know it might be a cave man idea, but it can add spice to your next dull evening.

Have a wonderful week full of fun-loving sex.


Thursday, March 29, 2012

Remember not to take Your Lover for Granted

Just like when we were little kids if you hear your mother say clean up your room a thousand times you begin not to pay attention to the chatter.

In a way the same things happens in a relationship. Every morning before walking out the door, you lover says I love you.

You're in a rush to get on your shoes so you repeat the phrase and the words have little importance.

Luckily, I have a wonderful guy who usually stops my headlong flight into closet by grabbing my arm and repeating the words with a quick kiss.

That extra little move helps me remember how truly wonderful he is.

So if your feeling as if you've been taking your lover for granted do something special for him, like pausing for a second to give him a special wink or a light caress.

Just let him know you care.

And if you are feeling like he's taking you for granted. Make him pause for a moment by saying something other than I love you.

"I want to jump your bones," might work and you'll find out if he/her is listening.

Have a great day, full of fun, love and sex.

Anita Philmar

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Audrey Hepburn - Record on Film

Films -

Always (1989)
Love Among Thieves (1987)
They All Laughed (1981)
Bloodline (1979)
Robin and Marian (1976)
Wait Until Dark (1967)
Two for the Road (1967)
How to Steal a Million (1966)
My Fair Lady (1964)
Paris - When It Sizzles (1964)
Charade (1963)
The Children's Hour (1961)
Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961)
The Unforgiven (1960)
The Nun's Story (1959)
Green Mansions (1959)
Love in the Afternoon (1957)
"Producers' Showcase" - Mayerling (1957)
Funny Face (1957)
War and Peace (1956)
Sabrina (1954)
Roman Holiday (1953)
"CBS Television Workshop" - Rainy Day in Paradise Junction (1952)
The Secret People (1952)
Nous irons à Monte Carlo (1952)
Young Wives' Tale (1951)
The Lavender Hill Mob (1951)
Laughter in Paradise (1951)
One Wild Oat (1951)
Monte Carlo Baby (1951)

Oscar Awards

She won the Best Actress Oscar for Roman Holiday (1953) and was nominated for Oscars four other times:

Sabrina (1954) The Nun's Story (1959) Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961) Wait Until Dark (1967).

Information comes from

My favorite are Sabrina, My Fair Lady, and Gigi, which isn't listed.
Have a fun-filled day,

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

A Lady of Grace

After her acting career. Audrey took on the role of Goodwill Ambassador to UNICEF.

UNRRA, a forerunner of UNICEF saved her life at the end of World War II. Taught to put others before herself, she began to travel the world to see firsthand the damage done by drought, famine, and the cruelty of humanity. She was also credited with bringing the world's attention to the tragedy of Somalia, and she added a new dimension to the role of Goodwill Ambassador.

On one trip she developed stomach pains. After returning home, she went to her doctor to find she'd developed colon cancer. She underwent surgery but the cancer spread none the less.

On January 20, 1993, Audrey passed peacefully in her sleep, but she left us all some wonderful films to remember her by.

Information gain from:

Thursday, March 22, 2012

That Little Something

He has it in his pocket.

Set on vibrate, a cell phone can be a gentle reminder it's time to have fun.

And you can set it off when you want.

Love on demand. What more could you ask for?

Have fun,


Monday, March 19, 2012

Egg-cerpt Exchange with Kathy Reinhart

Kathy Reinhart, author of Lily White Lies

Meg Embry has finally faced up to the fact that the shine has worn off her engagement ring, her family members are the equivalent of comfortable strangers and her dreams are running faster than she is. Change is imminent, but where does she begin?
With the support of her two closest friends, one who’ll make her laugh and one who’ll let her cry, Meg faces life head on and learns that sometimes, love, family and betrayal are bound together by lily white lies.
I bit down on my lip as the door handle slowly turned. The door opened and a big-bosomed woman in a simple gray dress squealed with delight. “Connor, my boy. Come here and give me a hug. Why do you wait so long between visits?”
Con wrapped his arms around the woman’s waist, giving her what she requested. Turning to me, he said, “Meg, this is Ivory…” the affection in his eyes was apparent as he continued, “She’s been like a second mother to me and the only person—other than my grandmother—who could put up with Joker for any length of time.”
Ivory let out a belly laugh. “The ornery one. Yes, well, he’s an acquired taste.” She extended her hand. “Ivory Steck, I’m the housekeeper here, and you are?”
Taking her hand, I replied, “Meg. Meg Embry.”
“Embry?” Turning her attention to Con, she asked, “Is your grandfather expecting you… better yet, is your grandfather expecting her?”
Offering a mischievous smile, Con answered, “I thought we’d surprise him.”
Ivory shook her head and motioned us in. “Oh, you will. The man’s over seventy-years-old, you may just be dishing up his last surprise.”
I found her remark disturbing and turned to Con for reassurance. He smiled and shook his head at Ivory.
“Mom used to say there wasn’t enough arsenic in the world to kill him off so I wouldn’t worry about this fazing him.”
Ivory let out another full belly laugh causing her large chest to vibrate, and then led us from the foyer, down a long hall.
The house was enormous with pressed tin ceilings that had to be at least twelve feet high, an open staircase that was a solid sex feet wide and plank flooring covered with enough lacquer to reflect the light that streamed through the floor to ceiling windows. Carved in intricate detail, the woodwork was commonplace in a house built over a century ago. Antique furniture filled every corner of every room and framed artwork hung on the walls.
The hallway ended at a set of French doors, the glass panes covered by white lace curtains. Ivory stopped I n front of the doors, turned toward us, and said, “Good luck,” as she knocked twice.
I heard, “What is it?” barked out from behind the door.
Ivory appeared unaffected by his rudeness. “Your grandson is here to visit. Shall I send him in?”
“Grandson? It’s been so damn long since I’ve seen the boy; I almost forgot I had one. Yeah, get him on in here.”
Ivory opened the door, offering a sympathetic smile.
Con patted her arm and whispered, “Don’t worry Ivory. I’ll get her out before he hurts her.”
I felt my breath catch in my throat. What had I gotten myself in to? I looked up in time to catch Con wink at Ivory and let out the breath I’d been holding.
About the author:

Kathy Reinhart, restauranteur turned author of 3 novels, including the award-winning ‘Lily White Lies’ lives in southern Pennsylvania where aside from writing, she enjoys interacting with other authors on her blog ‘Ink Drop Interviews’, cooking, horses, travel, but most of all, spending time with her granddaughters, Joonie & the Little One.

Buy Something Sexy

A short skirt, a sheer gown, a sexy teddy, it doesn’t matter what you get. If it makes you feel sexy it will spark interest in having a little fun. Or will draw attention to the idea of having a little fun.

Either way, it can add a little excitement to your day.

Anita Philmar

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Something about a Man in a Hat

Sexy Comments & Profile Graphics

What article of clothing turns you on?

A suit, a hat, a pair of heels, doesn't matter what it is. Just play an adult game of dress up.

Put it on and let your lover take it off.

As Burt Reynolds said in Smoky and the Bandit, "I only take my hat off for one thing."

Now, how could you pass up an offer like that.

Have fun,


Wednesday, March 14, 2012

A Wild Egg-cerpt from Liza James -- First Posted 3/08

Post for the Eggcerpt Exchange don't go away. I have a number in my past post.

Title: Game On
Author: Liza James
Price: $1.50
at The Wild Rose Press

Title: Game On

Egg-cerpt: (rated-R for the F-bomb)

With a deep chuckle, Jeff dropped his wrench and grasped her hips. "Hey, baby, now I'm not complaining. You're easily the sexy woman I know. But I like Shane and would never fuck around with his woman behind his back."

"Then how about in full view of him?" Shane asked as he stepped into the bathroom.

Jeff eyed Bree and then Shane. "You guys are shitting me, right?"

In response, Bree braced her hands on Jeff's pecs and gyrated on his lap. He was rock hard within seconds. She let out a delighted laugh. "Hey, if my man wants to watch me go down on our handsome neighbor, who am I to complain?"

Jeff continued to eye both of them, indecision etching the corners of his eyes. That he wanted to join them was obvious considering the flagpole she was sitting on. He slowly slid his hands up until his thumbs rested just beneath her breasts. "You sure about this?" His question was directed at Shane.

Shane set the bottles down and move up behind her. He grasped the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it up over her head, then undid her bra and tossed both aside. "Damn sure." Shane tilted her head back and kissed her while Jeff reached up and cupped her breasts. "What about you, baby? If you aren't a hundred percent comfortable with this, we can forget it, head downstairs and watch the game."

Bree reached up and wrapped her arms around Shane's neck as Jeff used his thumbs to trace circles over nipples. She licked her lips and arched her back, more turned on than she'd been in...hell, maybe ever. Her pussy dripped with excitement, her mouth watered in eager anticipation. "I love you," she mouthed to her husband. He gave her one last kiss, then got up and stepped back.

Let the games begin.

Game On by Liza James

Websites: www.lizajamesauthor. com

Monday, March 12, 2012

Needing a Little Inspiration

Sorry but I'm not celebrating today the change in time.
But not at this moment.


Saturday, March 10, 2012

Egg-cerpt Exchange with Rachel

Coming Back

Kelly Hampton loved once...and lost. After two years of looking for Sean MacKenzie in other men--and failing miserably--she takes a vow of celibacy. No sex until she finds love. Then Sean strolls back into her bar, reigniting old flames. No one has come close to understanding or satisfying her like he did. Her body burns for the passion they once shared, but her heart still remembers the pain.

Sean escaped Jessop Hill and his father's fists in the middle of the night without a word--even to his love, Kelly--to protect his battered mother, but he never forgot the explosively erotic relationship he left behind. Now his father is dead and Sean is back for the only woman he's ever wanted. Their reunion is full of fire – but can sexual attraction and noble intentions overcome years of heartache or will Kelly walk away to protect her heart this time.

Excerpt -
This isn’t sex. This isn’t sex. The words whirled in her head, a pathetic justification. They were little more than a desperate defense against the inevitable failing of the vow she’d made less than two hours before. Sex would mean she failed, this was just a kiss. She moaned. A kiss so rough, so needful, so erotic…
She gripped his thick, muscular biceps through his jacket and her pussy throbbed its appreciation. She couldn’t help wondering what line of work he was in now – Sean would never be caught pushing paper that was for sure. Her arousal hitched up a notch as her clit ached with need and her nipples tightened. She wanted him so badly. Her tongue eagerly sought his as a million and one images of him as a grease-smeared welder or greasy mechanic assaulted her mind’s eye. Yum
She pulled him closer and in response, he thrust his hard beefy thigh between her legs and against her aching pussy. She leaned into it, desperate to feel the pressure against her clit. Inching away from his lips to catch her breath, Kelly kept her eyes closed and tipped her head back. She felt the power of his stare through her closed lids but didn’t open them. Not yet. His teeth nipped at the exposed, sensitized skin of her neck, trialed lower to her collar bone, pushing aside her T-shirt to nibble at her shoulder.
She wanted him right then. She wanted him to want her. Need her. Touch her. His hand drew down her arm, gently whispered over the curve of her breast. She opened her eyes to the dusty yet beautiful chandelier above her. The situation was as unusual as it was erotic. She wanted to bite him, eat him…swallow him whole.

Thanks Rachel for stopping by,

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Egg-cerpt Exchange with Zrinka Jelic

Thank you for having me here today as your Egg-cerpt exchanger. My debut novel “Bonded by Crimson” has been released on January 28th, and it is available in all formats at Black Opal Books, Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble


Zrinka Jelic lives in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and two children. A member of the Romance Writers of America and its chapter Fantasy Futuristic &Paranormal, as well as Savvy Authors, she writes contemporary fiction—which leans toward the paranormal—and adds a pinch of history. Her characters come from all walks of life, and although she prefers red, romance comes in many colors. Given Jelic’s love for her native Croatia and the Adriatic Sea, her characters usually find themselves dealing with a fair amount of sunshine, but that’s about the only break they get. “Alas,” Jelic says, with a grin. “Some rain must fall in everyone’s life.”


Love isn’t in the cards for her…

After her short failed marriage, Kate tries to rebuild her life and takes a position as a nanny to three small boys. She quickly grows to love them, but their father, terrifies her, while igniting a passion she didn’t know she possessed. Disturbed by his distant manner with his sons, Kate struggles to make him more involved in the boys’ daily lives. Her efforts are mysteriously supported by an entity that cannot really exist. Or can she? And if she does exist, is she really trying to help Kate, or just take over her body?

But when he deals the hand, all bets are off…

Six years after his beloved wife passed away, Matthias is still trying to become the father she wanted him to be. Not an easy task for a three-centuries-old immortal. His search for the ultimate nanny ends when Kate Rokov stumbles to his home and into his arms. The immediate attraction he feels for her seems like a betrayal of his dead wife, a love he’s harboured for over three hundred years. But when Kate is stalked by a deadly stranger, life he clung to in the past begins to crumble and break down. Can Matthias learn to trust and to love again in time to save his family from disaster, or will his stubborn pride destroy everything worth living for?

He claimed to be immortal, but that was ridiculous...wasn’t it?

Kate’s heart hammered. The experience seemed so real. A low moan escaped her and she bit her lip. Soon warmth surged through her, causing her body to go limp. Her legs gave way underneath her, but Matthias—or whoever this man claimed to be now—wrapped his arm around her waist. His sweet, musky scent clung to her. Ecstasy filled her and she felt as if she hovered in the air. If he intended to kill her like this, she could imagine no better way to die. A voice echoed through her mind, speaking of undying love in centuries old Croatian.
“Wake up,” he whispered close to her ear, his strong arms still locked around her.
“I don’t want to.” Her head wobbled, exuberant with sheer happiness, a kind she had never experienced before.
“You must.” He stroked her hair with tender fingers. “Wake up now.”
“No. I want to stay like this. Forever.” She focused on his handsome face staring at her through her haze.
His smooth cheek brushed against hers. “Me too, but you must wake.”
The fog lifted and his image appeared, clearly now. She blinked once. Twice. What had happened? She pushed away from him and flattened her back against the wall.
“You, you—”
“You,” he said, pointing at her, “asked for proof.”

 Find Zrinka at

Fight – know when not too.

If you’re tired, hungry, or in a stressful situation, this might not be the best time to engage in a argument with your lover. Realizing you’re not at your best can help you refrain from saying something mean or ugly .

You can still address the issue, just know that it might be better to wait a while before confronting the issue head on.


Friday, March 2, 2012

Spring into Spring

It's time to start something new.

A new attitude, a new relationship, a new plan for making life the best it can be for you.

Talk to your lover and see how you can add some new spice to your love life.

Shed the cloak of old habits and play in sun of your love.