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Do you have children that drive you crazy?

At the end of your tether and don't know what to do?

Well here's a FREE parenting tip that just might help.

Parenting Tip #1:
Discipline = Love  For some reason there are parents out there who believe that if they're tough then their kids will think that they are being mean and their kids won't love them anymore.  Well nothing could be further from the truth.  The more disciplined we are with our kids, the more they know that we care.  Let's face it; if I didn't care about my children would I get after them for proper table manners, or picking their nose or speaking politely etc... No, I'd just ignore it and think, who cares they are going to grow up and leave soon anyway. Right!  Well your child knows it to - even if they do whine about it!  I'll tell you something, I’m hard on my kids and I have high expectations of what proper behavior is for them and do they hate me?  No sir, infact everyday of the week, they set their alarm clock early so that they can come in the morning for an hour’s family snuggle before we get started on our day.  Does that sound like an unhappy situation to you? So discipline your kids because when you do it’s like saying I love you in another way!

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Hey Chiquita's!

Feeling a little blah?

Not in the mood?

Well here is a FREE Steamy Story that will be sure to get your blood pumping and your heart racing!

Get Inspired!

Steamy Story for Inspiration #!:

Maggie and Matthew
At that moment the doorbell rang.  Maggie hurried across the room; glancing around one last time to be sure everything was in order. 
Matthew was leaning against the doorjamb, blond hair glistening in the porch light, blue eyes sparkling with smoldering desire.  She swallowed hard, wishing she knew how to settle the butterflies flitting around in her belly.  “Hi. Come on in” she said, stepping back into the room.  She closed the door and turned to find him watching her like a panther stalking its prey.  He was dressed for business in charcoal grey slacks and a white dress shirt.  His tie was silk, with swirls that reminded her of a painting she'd seen once.  The jacket that matched his slacks was folded over one arm.  He looked tired and as much as she wanted to drag him straight to the bedroom she thought he might need to relax a bit first. 
“Do you want anything?” She asked, tipping her head in the direction of the kitchen.  “A glass of wine? Something to eat, maybe?”
“Later,” he growled in a husky voice that sent her into overdrive.  His arms wrapped around her and a second later, his mouth hovered above hers.  “Right now all I want is you.”
As always, his kiss scorched, setting her on fire from head to toe, She buried her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck.  His lips moved over hers.  His tongue probed inside her mouth, licking and stroking.
Her breasts swelled beneath the silky material of her teddy, pressing against his solid, muscled chest. His hands ran along her spine, over her waist, and finally cupped her buttocks, pulling her into him.  Maggie moaned, holding him tighter.  Tearing his mouth away, he breathed heavily against her cheek.  “Now.”
“Yes”
Bending slightly, he lifted her into his arms and strode across the living room. 
Matthew lived in New York, working hard for one of his family’s many successful ventures but he visited Santa Monica as often as possible.  And whenever he was in town, he spent the night with her in bed. She lived for those nights.  Waited for them, craved them,
“I Love this,” he said fingering the black fabric that barely covered her from chest to thigh.   One side of his mouth quirked up in sensual amusement as his fingers slipped beneath the teddies spaghetti straps, sliding them over her shoulders and down her arms.  She moved to allow him to uncover her breasts and pull the garment down past her hips and thighs.  His beautiful blue eyes openly admired the ample swell of her breasts, her curvaceous hips, and the triangular area between her legs hidden behind the black lace thong.  Rising up from the bed, she helped him remove the lingerie completely.
“You’re overdressed,” she told him grabbing his tie and pulling him closer.
His chest rose and fell, his breath hot and fast now.  She took a moment, teasing him, to run her hands over his pectoral muscles before her fingers moved up to the knot at his throat.  She loosened the tie then went to work on the buttons of his shirt, slipping them through their holes one by one.  When she reached the bottom, she tugged the tails of his shirt out of the waistband of his slacks, revealing his tanned chest.
Pushing the soft cotton off his shoulders, she threw the shirt in the direction of her negligee. Next came his belt, and finally she went to work on his pants. When her manicured nails dipped behind the button at his waist to undo it, he sucked in a breath, sending his stomach rippling.
She was amazing; Every time they were together it was like fireworks, hot and explosive.  He was surprised they hadn’t set the bed on fire years ago.
Desire now overwhelming him, Matthew kicked off his shoes, socks, pants and underwear. Grabbed Maggie and threw her on the bed, each rushing to ravage the other.  Their heat was intense, their passion great and when in one great explosion their fire was spent they lay together quietly, the black silky teddy on the floor next to them.  Glancing at it she thought to herself.  “Oh yeah I’ll definitely be wearing that one again!”

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Are you a bit of a wimp when it comes to disciplining your kids?

Do you threaten but never follow through?

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Parenting Tip #2:
Tough Love.   When I was a little girl my father was my hero.  He was tough and he was strict.  My mother on the other hand was wishy washy and always threatening punishment but never following through.  To this day I have great love, respect and a wonderful friendship with my dad because I always knew what was expected of me and where I stood.  My mother, while I love her of course, there is not the same respect and not the same kind of friendship.  To me I think there is something very valuable to learn from that when it comes to parenting today. The harder you are in the beginning the easier it is as children mature.  What this means is you have to be tough with discipline from the start.  Children are always testing us and if you give in when they are young, you will have a devil of a time keeping them under control as they get older.  So be strong now because while youngsters can take you to the limit, teenagers are worse and if teenagers rule the roost their mistakes carry far bigger consequences than just spilling  a jug of juice on the new carpet.

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Not that any of you ladies need any help in this area, but.... here is another FREE Steamy Story for your Inspiration!

Enjoy! 

Steamy Story for Inspiration #2:  David and Delilah

David marveled at the face that so fascinated him.  Her full lips set, her shoulders back and her head held erect.
I’ll sleep on your sofa,” he said, battling to maintain control.
He tossed his jacket aside, sat down on the couch and took off his shoes.  “If you’ve got an extra blanket, I’ll be perfectly comfortable here.”  Removing his socks, he narrowed his eyes as she advanced toward him, one steady step at a time.
“You are not sleeping on the sofa.  But you are sleeping here.  With me.”
There was no mistaking what her intentions were.  Her husky voice and the invitation in her eyes made it very clear.  He forced himself to stand and gathered himself to attempt to be the voice of reason.
But then she moved in front of him, filling his vision with emerald eyes flecked in gold and the enticing aroma of her woman’s scent.
He swallowed, shook his head and tried to restrain himself while his heart damn near hammered out of his chest at the thought of her naked and warm and willing.
“No” The word came out in a strangled croak. 
“This can’t happen.” It shouldn’t happen.  “Look, Delilah, you’re running on adrenaline. 
She moved so close that the warmth of her breath tickled his jaw, so close that the softness of her breasts pressed against his chest and made him groan.
“My adrenaline’s talking, mmm?”
He swallowed with difficulty, and nodded, when the power of speech left him unexpectedly. “Tell me,” she whispered, placing her hands on his chest.  The heat of her palms, scorching him.  “What, exactly, is it saying?”
“Delilah” Trying his damnedest to resist her, he grabbed her wrists.  “Don’t-“
“Shh,” she whispered against his cheek then slid her nose in a sensual caress along his jaw.  Her lashes fluttered against the corner of his mouth.  “Listen to what it’s saying.”
Oh, he was listening.  His blood was pounding in his ears like a kettledrum.  He didn’t have to hear what she said anyway, he got her message loud and clear.  She wanted what he wanted.  And he wanted it so very bad.
He’d never considered himself to be weak, but with her pressed up against him, her lips parted, warm breath feathering his jaw, he felt about as strong as Samson after the real Delilah had gone nutty with her shears.
“Tell me you’re not going to regret this,” he demanded, releasing her and wrapping his arms around her.
“Just a moment.” Delilah said.  “I’ll need to consult with my adrenaline.”
Sliding her hands up his chest, Delilah drew him to her and kissed him long and deep.  Pulling away she looked at him like the Cheshire cat and said.  “Good news.  Me and my glands, we are both up for it.”
He exhaled a tremendous breath.  “Glad to hear someone’s glands are in good working order.”
“You are turning me inside out here.” He snarled.
She linked her arms behind his neck and ran the tip of her tongue along the edge of his ear. 
“About time.”
“Keep it up and we won’t even make it to the bed.”
Teeth latched on to his earlobe, she tugged. “And that’s bad because?”
“That’s bad,” he managed to say,  “because once I get you in your bra and g-string, I’m going to keep you that way for a very long time.  And you’re going to want a mattress, not the floor against your back.”
“Oh,” she said, a sudden bout of nervousness giving her pause.
“Yeah. Oh”
It was too late for second thoughts.  He was so far over the edge now that short of an out and out  NO he was not going to stop now.
Picking her up, he took her into the bedroom and set her on her feet by the bed and reached for the switch to turn on the on the bedside lamp.
“You want the light on?”
“Of course I want the light on.  I want to see what you look like in that black leather bra you are hiding under there.”  Easing down on the edge of the bed, he took her hand.  He tugged until she stood between his legs.  “I want to see you, all of you.” 
He slid his hands in a slow, exploring caress from her hips to her waist and then up her back.  His fingers found the zipper of her dress and tugged it slowly down.  The zipper slid past the small of her back then stopped where the T of the g- string met the cheeks of her bottom.  He pressed his face against her stomach and felt her heat through the black crepe fabric.  He lifted his hands to her shoulders.
Another shiver rippled through her body as he hooked his fingers over the neckline of her dress and pulled it carefully down.  Soft crepe rustled and pooled on the floor at her feet.  A soft sigh slipped through her parted lips.  He looked up, past the swell of her breasts that spilled over the top of lace trimmed cups.  She closed her eyes when his fingers found the clasp behind her back and let her breasts loose.
“Beautiful.”
He tumbled her to her back on the bed and propped up on an elbow, to look at her beauty.
“So pretty,” he whispered.
She seemed to be having trouble breathing.  “Tell me what you want.”  He said as he nuzzled her breast.
“You.  Now.”
He managed a strangled laugh.  “You’re really going to have to learn to be more direct.”
“And you’re really going to have to learn not to tease a hot and bothered woman.”
Surprising him, she pushed him to his back, swung a leg over his hips and straddled him all in one fast, fierce motion.
She smiled down at him.  He laughed, and she went to work on the buttons of his shirt then wrenched it off his shoulders and dragged it over his arms.
She was wild.  Her lips were swollen, her breasts were free and she was all woman as she rose to stand on her knees, her fingers working to unbuckle his belt, unfasten his pants and –
Her gaze locked on his, she drew a deep breath, steadied herself.  “You do it.”  “Hurry”
Her whispered command damn near sent him over the edge.  So did the way she looked, her knees on either side of his thighs, her bare breasts rising and falling with each heaving breath, her lower lip caught, between her teeth.
He watched her face as he slowly lowered the zipper, lifted his hips and shoved his slacks and boxers to his knees.
Her eyes grew dark with desire and suddenly he didn’t feel like teasing anymore.

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Hey All You Sexy Hot Mamas!

Here is a tip that once put it into practice, really has a marvelous effect on the whole family!

Give it a try.  Can't hurt, right?

Parenting Tip #3
You Get What You Expect.  Simply put if you expect your children to behave like wild animals they will behave exactly that way.  Similarly if you sit your kids down and explain to them that you expect them to behave like little ladies and gentlemen and anything less is unacceptable, then they will behave in that way.   Children do not like to disappoint their parents, they want to impress them.  Therefore if you tell them what you expect and then lavish on the praise when they do it, you will both enjoy each other’s company that much more and you will get what you expect, a very happy family!

Good luck to all!

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Here's a steamy story to get your pulse racing!

Steamy Story for Inspiration #3
Emily and Eric
Emily could hardly breathe.  She was filled with excitement so intense that she was amazed she could put one foot in front of the other.  Eric looked down at her and stealing another heart stopping kiss, he continued at a steady pace.
She forced herself to look where they were going.  The shore was a pearl-white stretch of coral sand that shone in the moonlight.  There were rocks here and there and pools that in daylight revealed the tiny starfish and crabs that made this beach their home.  And, although Eric’s arm was reassuring against her breasts as she held his arm, and his hip brushed hers as they walked, Emily still had the feeling that this was some unbelievable dream conjured up by her wild imagination.
Slowing, Eric pointed to a villa that was set back behind the sand dunes.  Its creamy walls blended into its surroundings, and only the light flowing out from its windows highlighted its existence. 
“Come on,” he said.  “I want to show you my new place.”  Emily’s lips parted.  “This is your new house?”
“Mmm.”  Eric slipped his arm around her waist.  “Come and see.”
A few minutes later they were relaxing in Eric’s living room.  “It’s beautiful,” said Emily, unable to think of any other word to use.   Ã¢â‚¬Å“Are you going to come and sit down?”
Eric glanced at the small bar set into the wall.  “Wouldn’t you like a drink?”
“No, no thank you I don’t want a drink.”  Emily took a deep breath.  “I just want you to kiss me.”
Eric turned to her, his eyes smoldering.  “That’s what I want, too.”
“So?”
“So that’s not all I want,” he said, moving to the back of the sofa.   Ã¢â‚¬Å“And I don’t know if I’ve got the will-power to limit myself to only kissing you.”
“Did I say you had to have will-power?”
“Emily – “  His hands covered hers where they rested on the soft leather of the sofa, and she shivered a little at his touch.  “We have to talk.”
“We’ll talk later,” she promised, taking his hands in hers and drawing him around to the front of the sofa and patted the seat beside her. “Sit down.”
Eric did so, and she slid towards him,  her hand slipping intimately over his thigh, and with a muffled oath he covered her lips with his mouth.
His tongue slipped inside her mouth, hot and demanding.  She desperately wanted this.
When he lifted his head and looked down at her she was captivated by the intensity of his gaze.  His lean face was full of emotion, and he was trying desperately hard to control them “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this,” he moaned, slipping the straps of her dress aside and tickling her shoulders with his tongue.  “I just don't want to hurt you.”
“You can’t hurt me,” she protested, parting the neckline of his shirt and pressing her face against his bronze skin.  There was a film of sweat on his chest and she tasted it, loving the way his skin tensed with the brush of her tongue.  “I don’t think I could take it if you changed your mind now.”
“Dear God,” Eric muttered, as her dress fell away revealing the corset beneath it.  Two half cups of lace trimmed patent leather barely contained the rounded breast that were spilling out from them, dusky nipples peeking out over top of the lace.  “I couldn’t stand it either.”
She was like a china doll, he thought, her skin pale, her hair so thick and dark against her cheeks.  When he bent his head, to envelope her mouth again, her hair brushed against him and he felt its silken strands caressing his face.
“Eric….”
His body stiffened, the swollen muscle between his legs was becoming a constant ache.
He found the laces  that secured the patent corset  and untied them quickly .  Then, urging her back against the cushions, he positioned himself beside her.   He caressed her breasts, lowering his head and taking one sensitive nipple into his mouth.  She moaned softly, her pulse hammering beneath his fingers, and she reached for him.
Her hands slid inside his collar, twining in the hair that grew longer at the nape of his neck.  She was eager, he realized, wondering how long it was since she’d allowed any man to come near her.  Eric thought he would gladly kill any man who would try to touch her against her will. 
She moved against him and he was sure she felt his taut maleness against her hip.  Her response, her willingness, was making him want to move faster, and when her legs parted he couldn’t prevent his thigh from pushing urgently between hers.
“Oh, Emily,” he groaned, one hand sliding down her back to cup her bottom, moving beneath the short hem of her dress, finding the soft skin at the top of her legs.  She arched against his hand, driving him crazy.  He so much wanted to be inside her, to feel her urging him on.
Emily’s head was spinning.  She was wet between her legs and she almost stopped breathing altogether when his fingers slid part way into her. 
Acting purely on instinct, she trailed her hand down his body to the waistband of his pants.  One handed she went to work on his buckle, but when she loosened it his hand stopped her
“Wait.”  Eric’s voice was hoarse, and she realized he was no more immune to her explorations than she was to his.  “I don’t think you understand what you are doing to me.   Soon I won’t be able to stop.  I’m not made of stone, you know.”
“Nor am I,”  she murmured, kissing his nipples, loving the feel of his springing hair against her cheek, “I want you, Eric.  I want to make love with you.”
“Come, I want to show you my bedroom.  Besides, we don’t want to risk being interrupted by my housekeeper asking if we want any ice for our drinks.”
“Ice?”  Emily felt laughter rising in her throat as Eric lifted her into his arms and strode purposefully across the room.
“Not such a bad idea, under the circumstances,” agreed Eric huskily. “Maybe some ice is exactly what we need.”
Double doors stood wide- open leading into a huge master bedroom, with long windows giving a magnificent view of the bay.
Eric laid Emily on the wide king sized bed.  Beyond the windows the moon could be seen throwing a silver glow over the sea.  Its pale light added to the magical beauty of the evening, and when Eric lay down beside her she turned eagerly towards him.
Eric touched her gently, even though she sensed his underlying urgency.  Her dress lay pooled on the bedroom floor and she thought her corset must be somewhere between the bed and sofa downstairs.  But such insignificant thoughts went out of her head when he bent to nibble at the creamy fullness of her breasts.
She trembled, and he lifted his head, giving her a searching look. “My God, you are so unbelievably sexy.”
Emily sucked in her breath.  “No one’s ever called me sexy before.”
“Then they must have been blind,” said Eric thickly. 
Releasing one plump nipple, he allowed his tongue to trail a sensuous path from her breast to her belly.  She quivered again, as he used his teeth to pull her lacy g-string away, and wriggled against him when he replaced his probing fingers with his tongue.
As he caressed her he saw the way her eyes grew dark with desire, and her breathing quickened.
She climaxed moments later, and he stifled her cry beneath his hungry mouth.  It pleased him enormously, and this time when she reached for his buckle he didn’t attempt to stop her.
It took all his self-control when she took his thick shaft into her hands.  He wanted to be inside her when he found his own release.
He positioned himself above her.  Emily knew a moment’s panic when she saw how big he really was, but her legs parted willingly when he straddled her.
She felt the heat of his erection nudging her wet core, “Did I tell you that you’re beautiful?”  He breathed and entered her in one smooth thrust.

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