When Worlds Collide
Aug. 4th, 2003 01:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pantryslutThe doorbell rang.
"Books! Books! Books for me!" I cried.
And I was correct. Soon, a slim FedEx package from the Avalon Publishing Group was in my hands. I tore it open eagerly.
Inside was a letter, and a slim paperback. On the cover was a saucy dark-haired seductress sporting a hint of cleavage.
"This doesn't look like a Tiptree book," I thought.
And it's not; It's The Governess by erotic author MS Valentine, aka Mitzi Szereto. I'm writing a profile of her later this week for YesPortal.
"Lovely Miss Hunnicut eagerly embarks upon a career as a governess, hoping to escape the memories of her last broken engagement. Little does she know that Crawleigh Manor is far from the respectable household it appears to be. Mr. Crawleigh, in particular, devotes himself to Miss Hunnicut's thorough defiling. Soon, the young governess proves herself wirthy of the perverse master of the house -- though there may be even more depraved powers at work in the gloomy Crawleigh Manor..."
To say nothing of the interior tease text!
Hot off the presses from Blue Moon Books.
I'd forgotten they were sending me the book. Now my head hurts from the unintentional cognitive dissonance. I really had been expecting a Tiptree package today.
I suppose there's still a chance for a late delivery. Meanwhile, I shall have to turn my highly-tuned gender issues sensors firmly off for the next day or two, or else the consequences could be dire indeed...
"Books! Books! Books for me!" I cried.
And I was correct. Soon, a slim FedEx package from the Avalon Publishing Group was in my hands. I tore it open eagerly.
Inside was a letter, and a slim paperback. On the cover was a saucy dark-haired seductress sporting a hint of cleavage.
"This doesn't look like a Tiptree book," I thought.
And it's not; It's The Governess by erotic author MS Valentine, aka Mitzi Szereto. I'm writing a profile of her later this week for YesPortal.
"Lovely Miss Hunnicut eagerly embarks upon a career as a governess, hoping to escape the memories of her last broken engagement. Little does she know that Crawleigh Manor is far from the respectable household it appears to be. Mr. Crawleigh, in particular, devotes himself to Miss Hunnicut's thorough defiling. Soon, the young governess proves herself wirthy of the perverse master of the house -- though there may be even more depraved powers at work in the gloomy Crawleigh Manor..."
To say nothing of the interior tease text!
Hot off the presses from Blue Moon Books.
I'd forgotten they were sending me the book. Now my head hurts from the unintentional cognitive dissonance. I really had been expecting a Tiptree package today.
I suppose there's still a chance for a late delivery. Meanwhile, I shall have to turn my highly-tuned gender issues sensors firmly off for the next day or two, or else the consequences could be dire indeed...
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It's too late...
Date: 2003-08-04 09:09 pm (UTC)"And I Awoke and Found Me Here By The Governess' Side?"
"Governess, Governess, Teach Me To Read"?
And, worst of all,
"The Governess Who Was Plugged....In."
I must stop now. The rest is darkness.