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Tag Archives: Alan Daniels author
How poetry gets Catherine primed for a spanking
(Being an occasional excerpt from my novel Spank: The Improbable Adventures of George Aloysius Brown, in which Catherine goes punting on the River Cam) We have found ourselves in a grassy clearing secluded by mulberry bushes and elm trees where we lay out our blanket, the gentle swell of the river at our feet. It […]
Early morning ritual always ends in making love
(One of occasional extracts from my novel Spank: The Improbable Adventures of George Aloysius Brown) Pem Surjani settles over her husband’s knee with a small sigh of satisfaction. There is no hurry. He will keep her waiting. He always does. Time is on her side now. He places one hand on the small of […]
Catherine visits her lover (part 2)
(Being the fifth of occasional extracts from my novel) It’s my turn to lead. I play with him, teasing him, letting the excitement build slowly. I am the hunter. He is the prey. He lies on his back and closes his eyes as my fingers prowl his body. I kneel at his side, running […]
Sorry mate, the Jesus guy got the toast
COSTA RICA – The reporter in me is constantly challenged by Twitter’s 140-character format. I feel like a limbo dancer as the pole gets lower and lower. How much can be said in so few words? For example: can you write a travelog in fewer words than appear on a jar of marmalade? Let’s give […]
It’s nice to be naughty, says Santa
With apologies (again) to Clement Clarke Moore Twas the night before Christmas And all through the ‘hood Nothing was stirring, or nobody could; Stockings were hung by the chimney with care In the hope that x- toys soon would be there; And the naughty were nestled all snug in their beds Engaged in activities best left […]
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