Video Crew on Their Way

Yay - up early. I have a ton of work today for the Spanking Epics video shoot today, and Bethany and I are getting the updates done as we speak.

For example, we are adding a new spanking novel to Spanking Romance today. Here is a sample of this endearing novella, dubbed Kitten, from Katherine Taylor Hunt:

Big things come in small packages! And Kitten is a bundle of Midwestern sweetness, light-hearted sexiness, and old-fashioned values. She’s the love of Jake’s life! Jake is a diamond in the rough. A typical big city boy and modern businessman who’s not quite finished sowing his wild oats . . . until he meets Kitten. His Victorian view of the traditional roles of men and women are ideal for his relationship with Kitten. And Jake is the love of her life! This is a day in the life of Jake and Kitten. It’s a very special day for them both as they look back, reflecting on how they met and fell in love. And at the end of this day, Jake is bringing home a BIG SURPRISE in small box especially for his Kitten!

Katherine Taylor Hunt has written a light-hearted frolic of two modern people who value the antiquated traditions of a century ago and the old-fashioned methods that defines their love. Warning - this novel is more erotic and explicit than some of our others. Spanking Romance is our newest membership site, where we post a whole novel each week.

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The video crew, director and photographer are all on their way to the shoot as we speak. They will all be here by this evening. This shoot is going to be lean and mean - I can just feel it.

I couldn't sleep very well last night because I was really excited. Also, Bethany's german shepard dog, Boo, kept waking me up. His deep, braying voice fills the little valley where the house is located several times a night, when a deer or perhaps a bear is passing through. Indeed, you can't beat the wildlife in this area. A family of hawks lives in the forest just behind the house - I think they like the large clear fields by the house to hunt small varmants.

I walked the dogs last night after the rain stopped. Because it poured all day, the water was gushing down the mountains. The ditches were full of white, gurgling water. Down the road, there is a small cave and the water was cascading over the entrance. I felt like I was in a painting by some northern Rennaisance artist.