How could I think I’d got it so right, when it all went so wrong, again
Everybody’s Favorite Erotic Author….
How could I think I’d got it so right, when it all went so wrong, again!
Writing fiction is easy, well, compared to writing real life things. You can literally make it up as you go along and get your characters to do just about anything you want.
But is that true? There seems to be some sort of correlation going on between my life and work. I’ve read Stephen King’s book On Writing many times, and he says something along these lines, ‘if you create good characters and give them the right situation your characters will come to life and start doing stuff on their own’.
This is so true.When I write, I can’t believe how the words just flow out, it’s like someone else is writing them. Don’t get me wrong, this is not a confession, I can assure you I write all my own stuff. What I am talking about here is what writers refer to as “the muse”. When you have it, the muse, the writing seems to just flow, and you are just a mere witness to your own creation. And the best bit, when this happens, and I read it back, I am the first person to read the story, my story.
And my own story well, that’s obviously real life, but it’s one that I tend to record in my writing more often these days. Where one starts, and the other finishes are proving to be harder to work out! It has also been way too long since I’ve seen my therapist back in London, and I’m in need of a reality check, real soon. I simply won’t see one here in France for fear of never seeing the light of day again! I know what they are like, my regular doctor already thinks I am insane.
So, what I expected to happen last week, in my confusion, if only momentary, didn’t go as planned.
Which brings me back to what occurred when I first met Hugo in the flesh and Betty turned up out of the blue, or over the wall as it happened! If you didn’t get your hands on that story, you can catch up on all my previous email dispatches right here – Get Olivia’s Past Weeklies
I cannot tell you how our evening ended, but what I can say is that Hugo and Betty hung around for the entire weekend, so I didn’t completely blow it, not in that way anyway!! I took Betty (not her real name) back to the airport on Sunday night, where she took her flight back to Stockholm. I dreaded her turning up unannounced, but enjoy every moment of her company when I get over the initial shock of her unexpected entries.
Hugo didn’t call me until Wednesday evening. He must have read it in an old-fashioned rule book somewhere about when it’s the right time to call a girl. I had mixed feelings about his lack of contact and decided to divert that energy into my writing. Of course, ten minutes after the midweek call he was back at my place and my panties hit the floor in about as many minutes. He told me things that I am sure he had never dared tell a woman before, he was truly loosening up to be a worthy bed partner!
He slept over, and I enjoyed the comfort of him being there, although I couldn’t sleep a wink with him next to me. The phone rang at 1 am, and it could have only been one person calling at that time, someone from a different time zone. I almost answered with his name but chickened out at the last minute.
I was right, it was Freddie calling from New York, and he was excited about something. I asked him to hold while I closed the bedroom door.
You do realize what time it is here? I said. No, did I wake you or something, he replied? Never mind, I’m awake now. You better be because Kevin and I are coming over to see you this weekend. There was silence at my end as my mind flipped over and over. F**king hell, I thought, just bl**dy typical. I’d already said I would spend the whole weekend with Hugo. After making him share me with Betty last weekend, there is no way he was going to be up for…
You’re not saying anything, you’ve been on at me to come out to France for years, and now I am, you don’t have anything to say. Kevin hasn’t shut up about you for weeks, I think you have turned him too. I’m sure he’s been kissing other girls you know. He keeps talking about that naked thing you did for us, we’ve never been as active in the bedroom as we have lately. He won’t shut up about you Livvy. We both want more, and we’re coming to France. Liv, speak to me what’s going on?
Okay, yes, come over. Just let me know what the flight number is so I can pick you up from the airport. I put the phone down and switched off the ringer. I went back to bed and lay there wide awake as Hugo slept. I watched the lights from the swimming pool reflecting water shapes through the glass doors onto the ceiling.
I wanted them all. What girl wouldn’t? I have always wanted Freddie to come and see me. I have had fantasy after fantasy about him being here. I want him to stay here for the rest of his life. Sometimes I imagine I have to lock him up in my cellar to keep him here for my own pleasure. And now he’s finally coming and bringing Kevin with him.
I lay there imagining three men pawing over me, it is one of my biggest unfulfilled fantasies. Hugo had been adventurous so far, and I did promise him six weeks to remember for the rest of his life. So I decided to ask him.
I teased parts of his body as he continued to sleep to get him in the right frame of mind, and then he woke.
Yet again, my email company forbids me, yes forbids me, to send you the details on the actions of our conversation. They have warned me too many times, or so they tell me. I can honestly say that I asked him to make a choice, either spend the weekend with me or without me. But one thing was true, my two super-hot male friends from New York would be sharing the bed. I did remind him that he would have a good time with me. He sat up in bed (I can’t exactly tell you where I was sitting, but I can leave that to your imagination!) and listened to me talk. Then he spoke, and this is what he said, or should I say this is the edited version allowed under my email service company policy of what he said.
He explained about the new chapters in the book he was writing (inspired by yours truly), and it was as if this coming weekend’s activities had been scripted from his own pen.
He was willing, and it was game on! I had the rest of the week to get him into shape and in the right frame of mind. We were writing by day and being naughty by night, our words now spilling out into reality.
It is a great shame, but I’m restricted from continuing with my story in this email, but I promise, you’ll recognize its appearance in one of my books, which is coming real soon for you to enjoy. More about that in a minute!
I have something truly unique I must share with you which is coming this week. My close friend, Simone Leigh, who lives in Spain with a fabulous view of the Med gets much more hot weather than I do, and that certainly shows up in her hot tales of naughtiness. Simone has an equally spicy delivery to her regular Newsletter, and it is my recommendation you sign up to her VIP list and get your hands on her raunchy reads. See further details below on how to get onto her VIP list. I would just mention that she is extremely selective! Take a moment to check out Simone on Amazon – Simone Leigh’s Author Page. For some of her Sexy Reading check out these two freebie teasers.
Buying the Virgin – ‘The Virgin – Auctioned’
She Auctioned Herself and Her Virginity – The penniless Charlotte dreams of a bright future, but she has nothing to sell but herself and her virginity. She chooses to auction both to the highest bidder
What will happen when her owner takes her away?
This is the first episode in a steamy bdsm erotica tale of a virgin and her first time with a mature alpha male Master…… and others.’
She leads a hot and full life overlooking the sea, and it has been rumored she’s been seen on Google Earth swimming naked in her pool! She lives the life that most can only dream about, and her writing certainly reflects it. If you are looking for entertainment, then sign up today. It’s Hot, Spicy and Shocking! –
I will be spilling the beans. My three favorite guys and I are having a weekend to remember, and you are invited to read all about it! In an exclusive one-off book, which I have decided to write, it will be the kick start for my next new project, ‘The Confessions of An Erotic Author’. This opening book will be a freebie for those who are on my VIP list and will get exclusive access to a no holds barred look at what goes on at the weekends (in a fictional way of course. I couldn’t tell you everything about me, my mother would disown me).
In the meantime, if you want a quick free peep at what I like, and to see it reflected in my writing then find out about Scarlett who is my favorite character and how she gets hers kicks from her night-time naughtiness. This is free on Amazon (not KU), so if you haven’t read it already then download it today by clicking the button below.
I hope you’ve found our short time together enjoyable! Do claim your free downloads from Simone and me, and remember to keep your own book recommendations coming. I have the need to enjoy a good read too, drop me a line at – email@example.com.
Have a fabulous weekend my lovelies.
Loving you, Olivia, xoxo
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