Guest Blog: Shanna Germain
Posted By lantoniou on May 14, 2012
D.L. King, discerning editor and writer, has put together a collection of Butch / Femme stories titled The Harder She Comes. Here are some thoughts from contributing author Shanna Germain, about the love we all have for the strays that cross our paths…
On Writing About Women and Dogs
Shanna Germain
I have a thing for cute dogs. And cute girls.
So it’s probably not a surprise that a number of my erotic stories have featured sexy women and their adorable dogs. “Dog Day Afternoon” took place at a pet store and was filled with leash play, and two hot, panting women. My most recent novel features a woman who runs an animal sanctuary and meets the love of her life thanks to an adorable rescue puppy.
“Pound,” my story in The Harder She Comes, is no exception. Told from the point of view of Kay, a dog- and woman-loving woman who works at an animal shelter, Pound is a story of puppy love, sweet kisses and sexy sauciness, but it’s also a story of rescue.
Without giving away too much of the plot, I will say I believe that we all sometimes need to be rescued, usually when we think we need it least. True love, loyal pets, great sex – these are all things that can rescue us. If we’re willing to let them in.
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EXCERPT FROM “POUND”
You can tell a lot about how a woman fucks by the stray she takes home.
I know, you don’t believe me. I’m not ashamed to say I’m a girl who’s done her research. Some of it’s second-hand, of course — a girl can’t be that busy all the time, even if she’d like to be. But between me and YoYo — that’s Yolanda for those who don’t know her well — we’ve got the map pretty much covered.
We sit at the pound all day long, and we watch the pretty girls walk in, looking for a companion to take home. There are two girls in the dog room now, walking between the cages. One has a boy on her arm, and they’re doing the baby cooing noises that couples tend to do. The other is quite a bit older, maybe YoYo’s age, though she’d deny it, stalking the cages, looking at the medium-sized dogs, namely a brownish mutt and a golden cocker spaniel. YoYo and I already have a bet going that she’ll be taking the cocker home.
See, here’s what we’ve figured out so far. Any woman who looks at the yappers — you know, those little dogs that’d as soon as bite your ankle as look at it, she’s a nothing in the sack. Mind you, I love all the dogs — it’s my job — but there are some I love a whole lot more than others. A girl takes one of those little things, especially if she just happens to have a pink collar in her bag to wrap around the poor creature’s scrawny little neck, and you know she’s a priss fuck. The kind that’ll tease you with her little wiggling ass in a skirt, bend over the desk to show her tits, but who won’t want to get all down and dirty, no way. The kind that’ll have a meltdown if you mess with her hair.
YoYo likes those ones. Says she likes to push them over the edge, see if she can make them crack. “It’s all about cunny, Kay,” YoYo says, sticking her tongue between her thick fingers like some teenage boy. “You just gotta know how to eat it and a girl who’s wailing about her broken nail one second will be begging you to paddle her ass raw the next.” I trust YoYou in most things girl, but that, I don’t buy. Not for one second.
Now, slobbery breeds like boxers and bulldogs — a girl goes for one of them and you know she’s the wild kind. Doesn’t care about getting down and dirty. She’ll muck you up and get mucked up and not even blink twice. I like dirty, but that’s too dirty for me. Not the fucking, never that, but those are the girls with couches full of dog hair and cars that stink of cigarette butts and old pizza; girls who are still wearing yesterday’s undies and last year’s lover’s shirt. Pass. Nu-uh, not for me.
I like the ones who appreciate big, clean dogs. Nothing too hyper. Dalmatians are out. High-bred papered pretties that can’t so much as figure out how to pee without help? Out. And mean dogs are not an option — all those girls who pick breeds like pit bulls, just for sake of saying they have a pit bull.
Now, girls who pick labs, those are good. German shepherds. Huskies. The mixes. Smart, calm dogs with a fine spirit in their eyes. Intelligent enough to disarm you. The ones that will know their own pleasure, and want to discover yours. They’re the ones who will pull out a strap-on, or surprise you by knowing how to breath and let you open them up around your fist. Or they do this flutter thing with their tongue that will make you arch and scream. They’re the ones I like.
Shanna Germain is a writer, editor, leximaven, vorpal blonde and Schrodinger’s brat. Her work has appeared in more than 200 books, websites, and magazines, including Best American Erotica, Best Gay Romance, Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Erotic Romance and more. Visit her online at www.shannagermain.com
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The Harder She Comes: Butch Femme Erotica
Edited by D. L. King
The Sexual Electricity of the Butch/Femme Mystique
“I want my girl to do dirty things; I want to do dirty things to her. I know she’d let me if only I asked, but sometimes the desperation is more fun. The arguing with myself. The attempts at resisting her sweet girlish body. Feeling dirty for wanting it so much that my palms ache.” —from “Good Girl, Bad Girl” by Sinclair Sexsmith
Some butches worship at the altar of their femmes, and many adorable girls long for the embrace of their suave, sexy daddies. In The Harder She Comes, we meet femmes who salivate at the sight of packed jeans and bois who dream of touching the corseted waist of a beautiful, confident woman. Editor D.L. King has curated a singular set of well-written stories filled with seductive sirens, strapping farmhands, femmes who demand perfect obedience and motorcycle-riding tattoo artists that will keep you coming back for more.
With contributed stories by Evan Mora, Andrea Dale, Elaine Miller, Stella Sandberg, Sinclair Sexsmith, Charlotte Dare, Rachel Kramer Bussel, Kathleen Bradean, River Light, Teresa Noelle Roberts, Beth Wylde, Aimee Herman, Crystal Barela, Shanna Germain, Miel Rose, Valerie Alexander, Anna Watson, and CS Clark.
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