The Ultimate Gift: A Christmas Blog by KD GRACE

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December 21  |  News  |   Kay Jaybee

What better gift can I give you this Christmas time than a guest blog from the best erotica writer of the day? Not only is KD Grace Xcite’s bestselling author, she is a ferocious producer of incredible short stories (including one in the hot off the press, Best Women’s Erotica 2012, Cleis Press), and a fervent supporter of all writers everywhere. To top it all, she is one of my dearest friends, and I am more than touched that she has taken a moment out of her insanely busy schedule to write this blog for me- which leads us neatly into her words of seasonal wisdom…

KD Grace Reading From The Pet Shop

The best gifts always involve people. I don’t remember what people have given me over the years, unless it’s their time, their laughter, their camaraderie. Their love. Those are gifts that are unforgettable. Those are gifts that can be life-changing.

The undivided attention of another person is priceless. To know that someone has felt you worthy of their time, the precious seconds that they only get once, is to know that the person has, in a very real sense, gifted you with a piece of themself, their essence, their life force, their very unique person-ness

Humans sharing time with each other is like touching water. You can’t touch it and not cause ripples. And even though it looks the same when you walk away, you take a bit of it with you and a bit of you remains behind.

Imagine the effect of a whole weekend of someone’s undivided attention. Imagine a whole weekend with someone’s adoration, someone’s touch, someone’s complete focus on you, your needs, your desires, your person-ness. That’s the gift Stella receives when she is given a human Pet for a weekend, in my novel, The Pet Shop. A gift that’s most unwelcome in the beginning ends up being a life-changing gift, not just for Stella but for Tino, the Pet, as well.

Sadly, this is the season for giving quickly forgotten gifts, gifts that accumulate at the back of closets, or end up in charity shops, gifts that might even get passed on to someone else next year. I suppose in a way, the quickly forgotten gifts are a place-holder for the person-ness most people no longer have the time to give, even though they might want to, even though that’s the most coveted gift of all. Sadly we substitute busy-ness for the gift of a little quality time and presents for the gift of ‘presence.’

Every magazine, every newspaper, every talk show has a list of gift suggestions this time of year, so now I’m going to add mine to that long list. Give an hour or even just thirty minutes of your undivided attention, your focus, your appreciation to someone you love. Give a tiny part of you, your person-ness, and I promise you won’t be disappointed. It’s the sure-fire way to give a tiny gift and get a gigantic one back. Just ask Stella and Tino.

If you have never read The Pet Shop, then I strongly advise you to do so- it is one HOT book. Just to whet your appetite, KD has kindly provided me with a tasty morsel to share with you…

There had been no mention of the ‘gift’ Strigida had so thoughtfully provided, and though Stella felt like she should at least say thank you, it didn’t seem appropriate to do it on company time. But then again, there was nothing appropriate about the gift in the first place, was there?

‘You walk like you’ve been in the saddle too long,’ Anne said as she watched Stella sit at the table in the break room. ‘Bit sore today, are we?’

            Stella couldn’t hold back a smile and a blush as she thought of Tino waking her Sunday morning with his tongue. He was such a naughty Pet. She did spank him for it afterward, but that only served to make him more fuckable and her more horny.

            She dragged her attention back to Anne who was busy rifling through the Chinese take-away bag for the fortune cookies at the bottom. ‘Understandable, really. Tino wields a sizable meat whistle.’

            ‘Shshsh!’ Stella gave a quick glance around to make sure no one was listening.

            ‘Oh would you relax. No one will hear us, Stel. Everyone else has gone home for the day, and the only reason I’m still here is because I’m dying to know how you got on with Tino.’ She leaned over the table. ‘I hear he got back to The Pet Shop late.’

            Stella dropped a wooden chopstick and it clattered across the table in a spatter of soy sauce. ‘Who told you that?’

            Anne wiped at the table with her napkin and ignored the question. ‘Tino will always hold out for one last fuck if he can get away with it, and who’s gonna discipline him for that? So tell me,’ she leaned so far over the table that her head was practically touching Stella’s. ‘Was it as good as I said it would be?’

            Stella felt the uncontrollable smile split her face, the one that had been taking all facial muscles by storm ever since she first made love with Tino. ‘Better, actually. Tino is amazing.’

            Anne giggled. ‘Tino is a very naughty boy, that’s what Tino is.’

            There was the staccato burst laughter not unlike misbehaving school children scheming something forbidden, then the room fell uncomfortably silent as they both concentrated on their hot and sour soup.

            Stella laid down her spoon and wiped her mouth on the napkin. ‘After Tino left, I looked up the Pet Shop website.’

            Anne didn’t seem surprised.

            ‘I was curious, as you can imagine. But I couldn’t get access.’ she scrunched her napkin in her lap and shrugged. It was more than curious, she thought. It was frightening just how bereft she had felt after Tino left. It bordered on desperation. Her stomach knotted at the thought.

            ‘You have to have a password to get to the good stuff. That is what you were looking for, isn’t it? Good stuff about Tino.’

            ‘I spent the whole weekend … making love with the man. I’d just like to know a bit more about him. He can speak, right? I mean not talking is just a Pet thing, isn’t it? Like it says in the manual.’

            Anne laid down her spoon and held Stella in a scrutinizing gaze. ‘Why? Would you have preferred he speak?’

            Stella shook her head and looked down into her soup. ‘No. It was nice not having to make witty conversation. And besides, Tino really didn’t need to speak to express himself.’ She found herself blushing again, and her pussy quivered at thoughts of just how well Tino had expressed himself. She looked back up at Anne, who was still watching her as though she were expecting a confession, worse yet, as though she didn’t really need one. ‘Still, it would be nice to know a little bit about him.’

            Anne held her gaze until Stella squirmed and looked away, then she spoke. ‘You want him again. Don’t you?’

            Stella nodded, and felt a strange tightening in her throat. It was insane, but she missed him. How stupid was that? He had been paid to fuck her for a weekend. That was all it was. How could she miss him?

How can I follow that!? Except to say thanks again to KD, and to give you some information about this writer extraordinaire

K D Grace lives in South England with her husband and a back garden full of free-loading birds. When she’s not writing, she practices extreme vegetable gardening. The plan is take over the world with veg plots. It’s the veg plot plot.

She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. This August she and her husband walked the Coast to Coast rout across England. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots.

She believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she, cuz otherwise, what would she write about?

She has erotica published with Xcite Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, and Scarlet Magazine.

Her critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include, The Initiation of Ms Holly, and The Pet Shop, both published by Xcite Books.

The first book of her Lakeland Heatwave trilogy, Body Temperature and Rising, is now available in all eBook formats. Available in paperback February 2012.

If you would like further information about KD and her books, then please visit her website at http://kdgrace.co.uk/ She’s also on Facebook and Twitter.

KD Grace Signing Books at Erotica, London

To buy any of KD Grace’s books, they are available via the links below-

eBooks

Amazon UK, Amazon US, Xcite Books, All Romance eBooks, Barnes & Noble, iBooks,
WH Smith, Kobobooks.com

Paperback

Amazon UK, Amazon US, Waterstones, The Book Depository, Barnes & Noble

It only remains for me to thank KD once more, and to wish you all a VERY HAPPY CHRISTMAS.

Kay xxxxxxxxxx

With KD Being Just A Little Bit Silly At Erotica 2012

 

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3 Responses to The Ultimate Gift: A Christmas Blog by KD GRACE

  1. K D Grace says:

    Wow! You make me feel like a star, Sweetie!

    Thanks so much for having me on your blog, and thanks even more for the wonderful gift of yourself that you’ve given to me!

    Happy Holidays!

    Kxx

  2. You are so right. I’m having a hell of a time this year finding my spirit, it all seems to be a big ball of stress and worry and chores. But when I stop and just focus on someone I love (in dirty and non-dirty ways 😉 ) I enjoy the season much more. Right now dinner time with all four of us and ‘date time’ with the man are my favorite times of day.

    Look forward to reading TPS in 2012. Happy holidays to you both. 🙂

    XOXO
    S