Ha ha, that got your attention, didn’t it? Today I want to lighten the mood a little. I am conscious that my blog posts may have seemed a little dark and depressing, or maybe a little aggressive, as I poured out my feelings of frustration and impatience about the perceptions of housewives and freelance writers in today’s world. I am not simply a mother and writer, however. Oh no. I am a wife, and we all know what husbands and wives get up to when they find five minutes peace from the children…

Now, I cannot go into too much detail because my mother might be reading this post (sorry Mum!). But lets be honest: most of us do have a kinky side to our personalities. It might not necessarily be expressed through sex. It could be expressed through writing (have you read my novels?). It could be expressed through art. It could even be something that just exudes from a person who is naturally quite fun and flirty. My husband and I can be very kinky, let me tell you. It doesn’t matter how grumpy we are with each other in every day life. When we have alone time, we make the most of it, in very intimate ways. I will leave your imagination to run wild… Have a lovely day, now!

If you would like to see just how kinky I can be, then read My Vampire Boyfriend (A Redcliffe Short Story Anthology). Be warned, there are some rather explicit scenes in there! Thank you.

See you tomorrow, for the next letter in the #AtoZChallenge.