Bailey Estrada (Talley84Terkelsen)
Book Review and Giveaway of Bondassage Kinky Erotic Massage Tips For Lovers is all about opportunitymanufactured or spontaneous, Cheyenne Blue writes in the Forward. Its about the thrills: the delicious fear of maybe being caught; of illicit lovers; of illicit acts, of spontaneous sex with strangers; or a meticulous preplanned tryst wth a lover that shows a finite time for the finale. Theres no time for slow, sweeping caresses, for a gradual buildup. The quickie is not a four-movement symphony, but a breathtaking plunge into the heavy beat of a Rolling Stones song. Indeed, if the goal of this erotica was the creating bass-like tremors in the body corresponding to moshing in the front row of a rock concert, then a large majority of them succeed wildly. Jumping into the gathering with a bang (pun intended), the reader is treated first to a narrative of road-head-gone wild in Dante Davidsons Yes, with a sexy (if somewhat unoriginal and bland) story by Sage Vivant Marianne and the Professor, and delving from there in the fiery depths of side of the road fucking, water sports, dressing room encounters, and exhibitionism between two shy birds. The range of in order to promote is impressive, and though I find that quantity the stories are dry or yawn-inducing (student-teacher sex can be so hot, but for goodness sakes, show us something newif the professor is going to be getting down with Marianne on his desk, at least throw in the little exhibitionism, ditch the student-predator clich, and spice it up maybe by using a few unexpected turns and sudden voyeurs), the book is well-curated. One of the most attractive components of the book is the length in the stories; the short page-count allows the reader to move freely through the book as a no-strings-attached voyeur: committed to the quickie-style in every way, even during craft. In our culture of technological multi-tasking, information-overload, and sensory escapism, usually both intuitive and a relief to have smut that works at a pace to which our minds have become so accustomed. The effect of the stories is an exciting oneproviding varied sexscapes for the reader to plunge into, each story starts with a hook, climaxes, and exits gracefully and appropriately. Though there are A Better Ride Than A Cable Car Exploring San Francisco’s Antique Vibrator Museum -picky problems I have with some of the stories (the sometimes unoriginal content aside, there are bullshit gender tropes evident in Iris N. Schwartzs Two Thumbs Up (The Perfect Date) that present women as silly, subservient, and totally bowled-over by fine Italian food), the collection provides good fodder for conversation (I was particularly amused by Maxim Jakubowskis use of the word cauldron to describe cunt in Like a Virgin). As a constantly-travelling person, I found Down and Dirty an amenable companion for bus rides, BART waits, and late-night pre-bedtime reading. Though I wasnt as enthralled with this title as Wild Girls, Wild Nights, I found this collection to are more accessible because it truly covers a wide span of interests. Like the Daisy-duke and red heel clad temptress on the front cover, Down and Dirty encompasses a spare frivolity that promises to by renovating the inner greaser every reader. Simply put, the range is fun, flirtatious, and appears to successfully achieve what the editor put forth. As Blue states ultimately Forward: Whispers of love, rose petals, and bubble baths have their placebut not in this collecting quickies. There are no languorous seductions; the words that these stories evoke are need,
