I Smell Soooooo Good!
On Sunday, my last day in Boston, Rick and I had some last-minute business to discuss. We’d been so elated over how well the videos had turned out we completely forgot about the new author pics I needed. Or at least I forgot about them. Oops!
The set Mark had created for the videos we shot at Magicomm had great lighting, so I thought it would be perfect for new author pics as well. But it turns out Rick had decided I needed more professional pics than he could take with his digital camera. So he is setting me up with a local glamour photographer, who can give us great pics of me for press releases, trade shows, and general PR. Cool!
“The campy shots you’ve taken with your cell phone camera are fine for some things,” Rick said. “But we’re gonna need more professional shots of you for PR.” He looks at me with his serious business face. “I know my limitations with a digital camera, and we don’t need shots of you that look like they were taken in a back alley.”
I smile wickedly. “Mmm,” I purr. “I kinda like the back alley. Kinky!”
Rick cracks up laughing. “I knew the minute I said that you’d jump all over it.”
“And you know how much I looooooove being on my back,” I continue to purr.
He just snorts and shakes his head.
Hey, not my fault! Sooooo many words are sexual “triggers” for me, ya know? Must be the slut in me. Or maybe it’s because my mind is always in the gutter. Or maybe it’s in the back alley. Yeah, that’s gotta be it. *naughty grin*
Okay, back to business. I had spent some time Sunday morning going over my notes from our long business meeting on Friday. Mostly the things that totally freaked me out. Things I didn’t know about until Rick and Alex mentioned them on Friday.
That meant Rick had to do some handholding with me on Sunday morning. But I survived and felt much better afterwards. Hey, I may be shameless, but I’m not fearless. That’s just an act. People think I’m fearless because I “make” myself forge ahead and do scary stuff with my career. But the truth is lots of business things scare the shit outta me. So occasionally I need to be stroked. And Rick does a very good job of that when the need arises.
I know. It sounds totally kinky. But what can I say? Almost everything sounds kinky to me. It’s those word-triggers, ya know? ROFL
Then it was football game time for the Pats, and Rick ran off to join his football buds at the house of the guy with the big screen TV (of course). Meanwhile, Janice, Cody (Rick’s youngest son), and I went shopping in Newburyport.
First, let me say the shops reminded me a LOT of Asheville, NC. Probably because both are very artsy cities. Second, Janice blew me away with all the great stores she knew about. Wow, the woman really knows her shopping.
The first place we stopped at was “Body Sense.” They mix custom perfume oils and scented lotions. Immediately, Janice mentions how much she loves a scent called “China Musk.” The lady behind the counter uncorks the bottle and lets me take a whiff.
WHOA!!!!!
One sniff, and I was sold. I’ve been searching for decades for a musk that smells like the musk oil I loved in college. Back then it was the real thing. But that process was cruel to animals, and that’s the reason I never bought any. Now it’s synthetic, and I’ve bought several kinds over the decades. Yet nothing comes close to the real thing. However, this smelled just like it, so I bought a vial of the perfume oil and a bottle of scented lotion. Janice bought a blend of China Musk and patchouli oil. Patchouli is another fav of mine. Dontcha know by the time we walked out of there we both smelled soooooo good! 
At another cool shop she took me to, she bought a deck of “Goddess” cards. I highly rec those. In fact I used that deck before I discovered my fav tarot deck (the Druid Craft Tarot). We ate lunch at a wonderfully funky restaurant and got home in time for the Pats to win, and Rick to drive me to the airport.
I have to say the entire weekend Bast, the faeries, and the Rune spirits were working overtime for me. Even through some iffy weather all my flights were on time or early from Columbia to Dulles to Boston and back.
Unfortunately, I really put them to the test when Rick dropped me off at the Boston airport. Okay, I’ll admit it. I completely forgot about the water bottle in my backpack until airport security went nuts when they saw it appear on the screen. Uh-oh. So they pulled me out of line and did the whole terrorist scanning thing on me and my backpack. But after 15 minutes they let me go when I left the water bottle with them and promised I would buy another one. Whew!
The only thing I was guilty of in Boston was working my ass off with Rick and doing some awesome shopping in Salem and Newburyport with Jan, Rick, Janice, and Cody. Then from Boston to Dulles to Columbia, I sat back on both flights and wrote all the blog posts you’ve been reading for the last week about this trip.
Wes picked me up at the airport at midnight, and I didn’t get to sleep until 2:00 that morning. It goes without saying I slept in and then napped most of the day.
So my business trip to Boston was a huge success all the way around. Yeah, I’m a verrrrry happy Sex Witch. No doubt about it! *lusty grin*
xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (to read excerpts from my novel series)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog…updated daily *wicked grin*)
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