Author Davee Jones

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers and Happy June to all in the cyberhood.  I don't know about you, but, I cannot believe this will be the halfway mark of 2014. Today, our Tuesday Tales group is writing, teasingly, to the word prompt, "bottom" this week. Once again, I'm pleased to return you to my new WIP, the Fantasy Leagues....Book One - Multiple Scorgasms. Yea, I couldn't be too good. Today, we find Coach Lola in another, ahem, provocative situation. Take a peek:   I gritted my teeth and walked back to a readied, but rested prize athlete. “Stand and face me.” He popped up faster than a burpee. He stood at military attention, never taking his gaze from forward facing. Quietly, he waited, not in the least bit giving away any apprehension at the heavy flogging instrument I held in my hands.   I walked to him, bent and kissed his twitching penis, just waiting for attention. He gently flinched, a reaction he could not control. I’...

Saturday Sippers in The Locker Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to the feature here in The Locker called Saturday Sippers. This year I focus on some of my favorite adult beverages. Most will contain alcohol, but, some will not. Today, in honor of the upcoming Mardi Gras, let’s talk about a Hurricane. According to  History of the Hurricane  in Wikipedia, “ The creation of this passion fruit–colored relative of a  Daiquiri  drink is credited to New Orleans tavern owner  Pat O'Brien . [2]  The bar allegedly started as a speakeasy called Mr. O'Brien's Club Tipperary and the password was "storm's brewin'". [2]  In the 1940s, he needed to create a new drink to help him get rid of all of the less popular rum that local distributors forced him to buy before he could get a few cases of more popular liquors such as scotch and whiskey.” I myself have enjoyed a hurricane or two in my time. However, I’ve yet to experience Fat Tuesday in New Orleans. How...