I am proud in pink, a transgendered gurl who loves exploring the fluid, ambiguous, ever-changing definition of gender. After a lifetime in the closet, I am enjoying the love, acceptance, and support of my wonderful spouse(and couldn't be happier). My passions are curiosity, diversity, and imagination. The world is what we make of it, so why should we ever be content with what others tell us it should be?
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Smashwords book reviews by Sally Sapphire
- Begging For Favors
on Oct. 21, 2011
At just under 3650 words, Begging For Favors is a short story that packs a lot of drama into just a few pages, but which doesn’t seem at all dense or rushed.
It all starts with a lesbian twist on the typical workplace fantasy. Mona is your average, ordinary, every-day office worker. She’s neither drab and insecure, nor mousy and timid – instead, she’s the kind of woman you’re just as like to smile at as to take for granted. Grace, on the other hand, is a powerfully sexy woman, an absolute bombshell who inspires as much fear as she does lust. Being a secretary may place her on a lower rung of the corporate ladder but, socially, she is definitely a few steps above Mona.
I love the way Leota so quickly sets up their confrontation, letting us know first that Mona is afraid of the other woman, but then letting it slip that she’s also attracted. By the time Grace demands some rather risqué, almost demeaning sexual favours exchange for Mona’s simple business favour, we know there’s going to be very little coercion involved. Their brief encounter is so intense, so wonderfully erotic, it isn’t until they are interrupted that we realise they’ve hardly touched one another.
That interruption comes in the form of Paul – Grace’s boss, and the man from whom Mona needs a favour. You almost expect him to take charge, to reassert the ‘proper’ office dynamic, but he’s quite content to allow Grace to continue taking the lead. I deliberately use the word 'allow' because there is definitely a flexible power exchange between the two that really adds that final erotic touch.
Hot, short, and very sexy, this is definitely a story from an author to watch.
- Ghost Lover
on Oct. 21, 2011
On a chilly, windy, rainy October night, there are few things better than snuggling beneath the covers with a Ghost Lover. The writing here is perfect for the subject material – beautiful, full of atmosphere, and softly sensual – and the story develops slowly, building to a fitting climax.
However, writing quality aside, I’m of two minds about the actual plot. On the one hand, I loved the ghost story, and found it completely believable. On the other hand, I had issues with the ‘mortal’ characters (aside from Celia), and found their actions completely unbelievable. Maybe I had unrealistic expectations of Eddie, but his early betrayal really jarred me out of the story, and his subsequent actions really had me scratching my head. He and Buddy almost seem like stock horror movie props, more tools of deus ex machina than actual characters. Fortunately, the ghost story of Celia and Andre is more than strong enough to compensate and forgive the weaker aspects.
I loved how that first spectral meeting was so brief, so tentative, so ethereal. There’s no sudden explosion of seduction and sexuality, just a touching, almost sad moment between lovers. Celia’s investigation into the house’s history sheds some light on the encounter, and establishes a tragically romantic back-story that really pulls the story together. It also leaves us with questions, making the circumstances of her return to the haunted house very uncertain.
It’s no spoiler to say we do get to see the lovers come together, to enjoy an erotic scene of ghostly sexuality, and I’m pleased to say the happily-ever-after ending is well worth the wait.
on Oct. 25, 2011
Initially, I had planned to hide away in a darkened corner, curl up with a nice glass of wine, and enjoy Fireflies in a single setting. It seemed like such a slender book, and I assumed an erotic tale about Nymphomite vampires would simply demand a quick, intense read. I couldn’t have been happier to be wrong. Fireflies is so not your typical, run-of-the-mill lesbian vampire story – for such a short read, it’s surprisingly deep, and entirely satisfying.
At its core, this is the story of three very different women. Linda is a career-driven woman, with a life that’s just a bit too perfect, who stubbornly clings to her own humanity following her transformation. Natasha is the vampire who turned her, and who laments the loss of her own humanity. Jesse is the passionate, free-spirited artist who, upon being turned by Linda, chooses to reject humanity and embrace the monster inside. Lacey clearly demonstrates that the line between humanity and monster is not as distinct as we’d like to think, and it’s in the blurring of the two that the story finds its depth.
Despite that depth, this is a very fast-paced story, full of frantic action, and sublimely erotic scenes of lesbian arousal. It’s also a story that’s often amusing, in an ironic smile kind of way, especially with Linda repeatedly wandering naked through the city. The language here is beautiful, with words selected (particularly in the more erotic scenes) to be both subtle and powerful, without being rudely explicit.
The first-person perspective of Linda adds a sense of immediacy to everything that happens, and almost demands that we exhibit the same superhuman stamina in following her from one encounter to another. This limits our experience a bit, denying us any insight into what the other characters are thinking, but it’s a narrative technique that works well here. At times exhilarating, and at times exhausting, Fireflies is a story that engages the reader physically, emotionally, and intellectually.
Whether she chooses to revisit the fireflies and Nymphomites again, or takes her talents in a completely different direction, Lacey Reah is certainly an author to keep an eye on.
- Seducing My Beefcake Roommate
on Oct. 28, 2011
Seducing My Beefcake Roommate is a wonderfully-written story, with a horribly-crafted (perhaps deliberately provocative) title. The two don’t seem to mesh, which means it wasn’t quite the story I expected, but perhaps more of a pleasant surprise because of it.
This is a touching tale of forbidden love once lost, and then found, only to be lost again. It’s also a story of dreams, and of how far reality often veers from those dreams. It’s a remarkably romantic story that manages to pack a lot of emotion into a minimum of words. While it has its erotic elements, particularly towards the end, they’re less the focus and more a flavouring.
Both characters are very well-developed, so much so that you know there’s a life lived off the page. Not that the life lived on the page isn’t complete, but you really have the sense that these are real people who continue to exist through both ends of the story.
Sadly, we don’t get a happily ever after, but the ending is still a satisfying one.