Destiny, I Create You. #Poetry #LifeLessons #Positivity

I believe in destiny.
It’s why I’ve invested in me.

But can you predict negativity into your life?
Can you create strife?

But don’t you want more?

You can, also, speak about positive thoughts
Become a walking book I once bought…
Create Your Own Destiny.

Maybe I should have ready it?
Forget it!

Life’s the best teacher of this I’m sure
Come closer, let me tell you a story of pure… Gold.

Tell people about your greatest dream…
Have orgasms which make you both scream!

Say I love you and mean it;
Because someone just might believe it!

Life’s about leaving a legacy,
So let me see…

Be a better you every chance you can!
Pamper your man!

Expect nothing in return,
But give so others may learn…

Please, don’t forget the passion.

Appreciate the moments which take your breathe away,
And the small things will make you realize why you stay.

Create the life you want!
Be honest, up front, and perhaps blunt.

I create the positivity by whom I allow in my bubble.
And, if you get into my heart that goes double.

Finally, I’ve gotten the clue;
Destiny, I create you!

Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Copyright 2014


My Heart and Soul belong to You. #Poetry #Relationships #TrueLove #Love

I wake up thinking about you

I go to bed thinking about you

I pee and I think about you,

and even when I pooh… I’m still thinking about you.


Can you say you consume my days

I willing to bend to your ways.


Life is what we decide

Through troubles we’ll glide.


My heart and my soul belong to you, my love

I know you were sent from above.


Even when things aren’t aligned,

I still won’t mind.


Why you ask?

Because we have the kind of love that will last

Look at our past…

And tell me, what do you see?


Forgiveness wrapped in love,

Fitting us like a glove.


You didn’t re-enter my life to break my heart

We both have to do our part…

Here’s to a new start!


Let’s do it right this time, OK?


Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Copyright 2014!


You hold the power to change the end… #poetry #romance #love


I’m still in love with you…
I’m not getting the clue.

You see…
I’m not letting you quit me.

Screw this idea society has told you what a slave is…
It’s just fizz!

It’s not real…
Here’s the deal!

You and I decide what is right;
We don’t have to fight.

I’m loyal, honest, and trust worthy.
I’m also pervy, curvy, and topsy turvy…

With my moods sometimes!
It’s not a crime; because so are you!
But we know what to do.

Laughter gets past all the bad
All the sad…
Turning it into glad.

Please stop judging me based on rules society forced upon us…
Did you notice I didn’t cuss?

Please, I love you like a fat girl loves cake…
For our sake, realize this is our life,
our future to be what makes us happy…
So stop the crappy… Judgements

And love me for what I can add to your life…
Don’t focus on the strife.

If it wasn’t hard everyone would be doing it.
Dude… We’re the right fit.

I’m not letting you quit me…
I hope you finally see.

You hold the power to change the end.
I’m willing to bend; are you?

Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

The Good Life by @GenevieveDewey #Romance #ASMSG

Hello my lovelies… long time no talk, right?


Well, I’ve come out of the career world of math and accounting to tell you about a wonderfully sweet, romantic, and funny book that my great friend, Genevieve Dewey has written!


The Good Life… 



The Good Life

Detective Kyle Anderson is a man of simple tastes and reasonably low expectations. Give him a juicy steak and no homicides, and he’d call it good. When his sister Katelyn got engaged to his best friend Dominic, he’d figured the worst of the unnecessary drama in his life was over. But that was before Dom’s free-spirited, twig-eating, exasperating sister Demetria came back to Nebraska and completely hijacked the planning of the wedding, starting with inviting Dom’s ex-wife Isabel. Now Kate’s so determined to prove Isabel is up to no good that she insists Kyle date her to keep her away from Dom. Soon Kyle is so knee deep in Anderson-Valentini dramatics, he’s thinking of changing his name and moving to Tibet. If he could just get Demi the impossibly sexy granola-flake off his mind long enough to do it…


Author’s Note: Contains both Dom and Kate short romances The Bird Day Battalion and The V-Day Aversion as well as the full length novel The Good Life.


Also included in this spectacular novel: 


The Bird Day Battalion

Meet Katelyn Anderson, a play by the rules, temporarily out of work archaeologist desperate to pull off the perfect Thanksgiving dinner for her family. Enter Dominic Valentini, her oldest friend and former neighbor, a take chances, take control, think outside the box kind of man. Kate needs his help. Dom just needs her.


The V-Day Aversion

It’s two days from Valentine’s Day, and Dominic is a man with a plan. Katelyn is a woman with her own plan: avoid whatever Dominic’s got planned. When Katelyn’s sister Kandace asks Kate to help catch her estranged husband cheating, Kate jumps at the opportunity because she hates Valentine’s Day. Poor Dom just wants Kate to stand still long enough to give her a Valentine’s Day to remember. Can he offer her something to change her mind?


The Good Life excerpt  #2 (~750 words, sexual content):


He stood up and led her onto the dance floor to join the bride and groom. No one looked askance at them, after all, they were the maid of honor and best man; it was tradition anyway. But when he kept her in a close embrace even into the next song, Demi caught her brother’s eye. He had that protective look back on his features. She pushed Kyle away just slightly. He obliged, but only just.

Kyle’s eyes were smoky and dark like the underside of a storm cloud. He began to sing along with the song in a soft baritone, “Wise men say… only fools rush in… but I…”

“Stop,” she hissed. Her voice sounded insincere even to her own ears. It didn’t help he was doing a pretty good impression of Elvis, and her favorite song, no less.

He grinned and the laugh lines at the edge of his eyes highlighted a scar next to his eyebrow she hadn’t noticed previously.

“Where’d you get that scar?” she asked.

“Dom and I and some college buddies were white river rafting about six years ago and my tube tipped over. He actually saved my life. It’s extra ironic because at the time we still disliked each other, and were only there together because we had a mutual friend invite us both. But after that, and a bottle of Wild Turkey, we’ve been tight.”

“I didn’t realize that,” she whispered, wondering why she had never thought to ask.

“A lot’s happened while you were away,” he said. For once there was no accusation or judgment in his tone.

She looked over his shoulder again. Kate was unsubtly dragging Dom from the floor where he was glowering at Kyle and Demi’s dance. She urged him to sit down at the table with her parents, back facing towards them. Shortly thereafter, Kyle began to guide Demi towards the edge of the room, making her wonder if twins had some sort of ESP.

“Kyle…” she warned. “Someone will notice.”

“Let them.”


“I want to be with you, Demetria. Go on dates, have sex and pointless arguments, figure out why you like to eat rabbit food, be the person you call first when you’ve had a bad day, come over and hold your hair when you’re sick. How much clearer can I make this?” he asked.

They were now at the edge of the hall. He dropped his embrace and tugged her by the hand. She didn’t know why she followed. Maybe the daze brought on by his goofy list, maybe the way her heart raced at the simple sweetness of it. Maybe it was the sugar high.

Kyle tugged her into a side room and shut the door. Just like their first time, Demi was the one to draw his mouth to hers. His hands undid his belt and slacks then pushed her dress up, and yanked her hose down. He hitched her up and backed into a chair, keeping their mouths locked. He grabbed her hips as he sat and she knelt to straddle him in it.

Ungh,” she moaned when he entered her without any more preparation than a few dozen sensuous kisses. She was just dry enough that it felt forceful, but wet enough for it to not be painful. For some reason the rough sensation was an incredible turn on. She grabbed his head and deepened her kisses while he moved her up and down on his cock. He broke the kiss and moved his mouth to her neck.

“Say yes,” he whispered.

She shivered from the tickle it made on her skin. She had forgotten what she was supposed to be answering. She gripped his head firmer and started moving faster on his lap. He grabbed her hips and stilled her, then waited until she looked in his eyes.

“Say yes,” he repeated. “Take a chance on me. On us.” His voice and expression were passionate and demanding.

Her flesh and soul felt inexorably tangled up in lust and longing, yearning not just for his body, but to discover what it would be like to be cherished by him.

–The Good Life © 2014 by Genevieve Dewey, All Rights Reserved.

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About the Author:


Genevieve lives in Nebraska with her husband and three children. She has a Master’s Degree in Anthropology and a passion for reading, writing, and research. Her favorite subjects are organized crime, anthropology, and Chicago where her family is from (she still hasn’t quite forgiven them for leaving). Her books include:


The Downey Trilogy

First, I Love You

Second of All

Third Time’s The Charm


Dom & Kate

The Bird Day Battalion

The V-Day Aversion

The Good Life


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I Love the Grown-up You. #ASMSG #Poetry

love decisions

You surprised me when you asked me, “how was your day?”

You surprised me when you said, “It will be OK.”

You surprised me when you said, “I love you baby”…

I didn’t know what to say.


I know I shouldn’t be surprised…

And, I know I shouldn’t be waiting for the lies

Because it will end up being our demise



I can’t help myself. 


I’ve sabotaged every relationship since I last saw you

Except that one with the girl whom didn’t have a clue.


Who tells someone they are too much fun?

A girl who likes drama, in which I had none.


I warned you about my ability to pick a fight

How I’ll push you away with all my might

How I’ll tell you to go fly a kite…



I can’t help myself. 


I loved you from the moment you said Hi

And, I fell apart right after you said goodbye


I’ve built up these walls to protect me

Baby, I need you to see


I’ve handed you to the key to unlock the door

I’m allowing you to see , to touch, to feel my core

All I want is to be your whore.



I can’t help myself. 


That’s not true,

And, I know exactly what to do!

Admit to myself … I love the grown-up you! 


Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!


Copyright 2014