Can you read these without smiling?

Do you love the annual Mensa definitions of the year as much as I do?

Here’s some I particularly enjoy. If everybody would vote for their favorite I’d love that too. Always interesting to know what appeals to others. 

1. Cashtration. The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period of time. 

2. Intaxication. Eupohoria at getting a tax refund, until you realize it was your money to start out with.

3. Foreploy. Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.

4. Giraffiti. Vandalism spray painted very, very high. 

5. Decafalon.  The  grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you. 

If you can read these without even smiling you’re in bad shape!

I’m also pleased my newest erotica novella will be released yet this month. Unexpected Christmas started out to be a sensual, but somehow slipped into the erotica category.

"Caro lay half on top of him, blissfully asleep as she snuggled against the only warmth in the cold room.

He looked down at the golden hair flowing against his chest and silently cursed the most damnable situation he’d ever been in. Finally he eased himself gently from under her and sat on the edge of the bed. He’d get no more sleep tonight. He certainly couldn’t stay there with his rigid cock poking into her soft stomach. He’d enter her before she even knew what he was about.

He draped his greatcoat more closely around her and rose.

Time to go check the fires.

Both those in this goddamn inn and in his regrettable body.

He’d not counted on his unpredictable Caro. He felt her arms wrap around him, as she laid her cheek against his shoulder.

“Sebastian, why would you want to get up so early? Come back and lie beside me again. I’m so much warmer and feel safer when you’re with me.”

Sheer desperation drove Sebastian. If he didn’t do something he’d turn on her like a ravaging wolf and tear her innocence to shreds.

“Damn it. Caro, are you so innocent you don’t know what you do to me? You’re far from safe with me. If I stay in bed another minute I’ll turn on you, ravage you and take your innocence. No one will marry you then, unless you manage to convince the fool you’re still a virgin. I won’t do that to you, although God know there’s nothing in this world I’d rather do.”

There was a short silence, although she did take her warm arms from around him.

“I don’t want you to leave me. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better so you’ll stay?”

Sebastian was not sure her words came from an angel or a devil. 

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