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The End. The Flap. The Interview.

Good morning, my freaky darling. My kinky miscreants.

I have some good news, and some bad news. The good news is, I’m doing an interview! With SJ! The bad news is, this’ll be the last blog post. The good news: There’ll be a new one! You see, the Just Adult Blog site is almost up and running, so we’ll be doing the blogging thing on that site instead. This will mean a whole new blog, a new name, new writers, new content. We’re doing this because the Just-Kinky site is almost ready to open again, and will have a new logo, just as the JE will have a new theme and logo. Not only this, but the story site will be taking new submissions and publishing them. We’re also currently half way through transferring all the old stories, and we’ll be finished with that at some point in the near future. So, really, this blog can’t do all of that justice, and thus the move over to the JAB site. And, remember, that for all these sites you only have to register one, and that one log in will work for all three sites.

Throughout my time on this blog I have worked hard to avoid doing one thing, something I view as quite heinous. I’ve attempted to avoid nepotism. I’ve strived to be as neutral as possible, and I think I’ve succeeded (apart from a time or two where it was suggested to me that I do a post that allows me to divulge my nepotistic side). This post, however, is very special, and I thought I’d give in and just embrace it. So this post is dedicated to my wonderful SJ, author of the blog SJ’s Journey. I was lucky enough to sit down with her for an interview, where we talk about her blog. So, without further ado, here it is, smilies and all.

JV: Okay, well, let me start with the first question (because it’d be wholly revolutionary to start with the second question). Are you wearing any panties?

SJ: Ha! At this precise moment? No, I’m not. First thing I did after walking home was change, and the panties were discarded with quite a gleeful flourish. It was hot, you know.
JV: *Checks* I’m afraid it feels quite hot, down there.

SJ: The weather, I mean. You know, summer.

JV: *Looks outside, at the overcast sky and wind-blown tree* Yes. Summer. Ahem. So, let’s start (for the second time) with a bit of history. How did you get into blogging?

SJ: Oh. Goodness that requires some remembering. Well, I’ve been writing for as long as I can remember, and posting stories and poems to websites for … 7 years or so, I guess. A few years ago I was a regular visitor to an erotic blog written by a British fellow, and I used to correspond with him quite a lot and discuss his blog. That was when I had my first thoughts of trying my own blog, but I was far too much a scaredy cat to make it happen.
JV: So what changed?
SJ: Jules. She’s a bossy fuckin’ thing, isn’t she? The idea was always in the back of my mind, and after a while Jules brought it to the front again.
JV: Ah, yes. I’m reminded of another time she brought something else to the forefront.
SJ: *Raises eyebrow*
JV: Your tush picture.
SJ: Ah. Yes. I remember that.
JV: Hard not to. I remember her plugging your bum on the JK forum.
SJ: I remember that too. Damned position. Position? Damned television making me write position when I meant petition.

JV: Maybe you should turn over to a less subliminally suggestive TV channel.

SJ: No. 😀
JV: :P. [Back on the topic of blogging] My understanding is that you were hesitant to do it. Could you elaborate on your thoughts, feelings on the matter?
SJ: Fear of commitment. Starting a blog would mean being committed to producing a piece of writing to publish regularly. And not only something to publish, something GOOD to publish. Something interesting, thought-provoking, or erection inducing. Part of me worried that I might expose myself as a terrible writing fraud, with cliché ideas that dried up after a few weeks.
JV: You didn’t, though.
SJ: I didn’t. I still have the same fear though. Every time a post something new I fly into a mild panic about how it may be received and whether it’s good enough. I don’t want to post for the sake of it, or bombard people all the time with stuff they don’t care about. I don’t want to be that person. So I still worry that I may become boring to people, even though I try very hard not to!
JV: Trust me, you succeeded. Something you said intrigued me: ‘or bombard people all the time with stuff they don’t care about’. Surely the advantage of a blog is that you can write about what you care about, regardless of what your readers think?
SJ: Definitely. The first person you should write for is you, I firmly believe that. However, if you take that writing to a public forum, and ask people to read it, then you do need to consider them. Once you take it to that forum, you are in part writing for an audience. If it were solely for your own pleasure, your private journal would suffice, no? 🙂
JV: Indeed. Let’s talk about content. You do stories, poems, talk about your own personal life, and do toy reviews.
SJ: I do yes I do!
JV: What is it you enjoy writing (about) the most? Do you have preferences?
SJ: Well, the research leading up to toy reviews is especially enjoyable …
JV: I’ll bet. Actually, since I’m sometimes privy to the research, I can vouch for that.
SJ: *Blushes* I like when you help me research.

JV: As do I 😉 

SJ: But the writing that I enjoy the most, just for writing, I’d have to say stories.

JV Howzat?
SJ: Stories are something different. They take on a life of their own, and I find myself immersed within them as I write. There’s this wonderful air of mystery, because I don’t really know where they’re going, or who my characters will be. It’s exciting to find that out.
JV: Tell me about your current story.
SJ: Oh, I couldn’t possibly. It’s a secret. *Shifty eyes.*
JV: *Pouts*
SJ: *Kisses your pouting lips* Top secret. National security, you understand.
JV: Well, could you at least give me a brief summary of what has transpired in this series of stories so far? Explain – as much as you can – what it is?
SJ: The Confessions series?
JV: Yes.
SJ: It’s a series of short stories following the personal life of a young woman who prefers casual relationships over long term committed ones. She’s a busy woman, she hasn’t the time, energy or inclination to commit to a relationship, but she’s also a very sexual person and unwilling to ignore those needs.

There’s a mix of fiction, fantasy, and my own experiences within the stories and within the main character, which I am having a lot of fun with. I’m using her, and her way of living to explore sexuality in society- what’s acceptable and what’s not, why that differs for certain people in society and how our choices affect us. At the beginning, she’s not a very sympathetic character, but as I write more, we begin to see more than just her sexual practices, and understand her a little more. I hope. That’s the plan anyway. And, of course, it’s about hot steamy sex. ‘Cause I like the hot and steamy sex. Very much. Ummm. Have I bored you to sleep?

JV: 🙂 Nope. I’m here. Wide awake. Surfing eBay, but wide awake.
SJ: lol

JV: I want to discuss your sex toy reviews, because that’s a relatively new thing.
SJ: Mmm-hmmm.
JV: I was hoping for more than Mmm-hmmm.
SJ: *Giggle* Is it new? I can’t remember when I posted my first one.
JV: The first was Ina.
SJ: Ah, sweet Ina. She’s a keeper.
JV: She is indeed. How did you start? Maybe a better question would be why did you start?
SJ: I think I sort of fell into it. I was finally rebuilding my toy collection after an ex threw my stuff out in a fit of anger a long while before, and I was really very excited to be doing so. I always enjoyed toys, though I lamented the fact many of them were not very nice to look at, or seemed … tacky. So when I ordered Ina, one of the first building blocks in my new collection, I was thrilled. She was a toy that was special; sleek and beautiful with great features to boot. I wanted to shout it to the world, that I had discovered what sex toys for women should be. Also, I wanted to brag: Ha ha! Look what I have! Weeeeee!
JV: *Snorts* I may discard that long paragraph, in favour of that last bit. Just so you know.

SJ: Ha ha.
JV: What? It’s more you.
SJ: Guess so.
JV: And things just kind of snowballed. Ina good way.
SJ: *Snigger* Yes, they did. I started doing a review for every new thing I got. It was fun! And people seemed to be interested, because they not only got all the techy details but an idea of the more … personal side of a toy review. Plus, I had an excuse to have more orgasms. Woo!
JV: *Shakes head, smiling* And then you did some for EF [EdenFantasys], too.
SJ: Yes, and another company too. I danced all about the house singing (badly) about how wonderful I am.
JV: Go on.
SJ: Free toys. Did you hear me? Free. Toys. FREE FRICKING TOYS! They were going to give me a toy, for FREE and all I had to do was what I had been doing all along anyway, and throw in a few links to their site. And the toys were free. Make a note of that.
JV: *Makes a note*
SJ: Essentially they sent me a list of products, I selected three or so, and they would send me one of those three to write about.
JV: This is EF or the other site you’re talking about?
SJ: The other site. But then EF got in on the act too. I was a bit of a slut, whoring my blog out to any company willing to give me free toys.
JV: Well, who can blame you? They’re free toys, after all.
SJ: FREE! And all mine! Mine! Mwahahahahahahhah
JV: 😀
SJ: I enjoy doing the reviews, and it seems people enjoy reading them. I’ll do them until I bore of it … which I cannot see happening in the near future. I’m going to investigate buying my domain name, so I can be free to run my blog as I please.
JV: That’s a very good idea. Do you have much to tell about that, or is it more a case of vague unformed (as yet) ideas?
SJ: Let’s just say I am researching my options and considering what I can to do improve my blog. I am of course open to ideas.
JV: And open to other things, too?
SJ: Oh yes, yes indeed.
JV: Good. What about in the future? Are you looking forward to any toys coming your way?
SJ: Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes! Oh gee golly whiz hell yes!
JV: I think that means you’re excited.
SJ: On December 28th I placed an order as a Christmas present to me. By some miracle I had money left over at the end of my pay period, and so I promptly set about looking at ways to spend it. A few days earlier I had spotted a new toy by a company I had not heard of. I fell in love .. so much so I actually dreamt of it that night. I also spotted a second toy that looked quite marvellous, so I bookmarked them, because I first wanted to ask a certain someone’s opinion …
JV: Oh? Whose?
SJ: My imaginary friend Freddy.
JV: Ah, yes. Freddy. I’ve seen him about, hanging out with Charlie the imaginary ghost.
SJ: Anyhoozelbees, they are in transit and I am giddy with excitement. I am hopeful for them to be here tomorrow, but definitely by end of week. If not, I shall be complaining loudly.
JV: (Yay!) I’m looking forward to reading about them. And seeing you play with them. [Post-interview edit: the toys have arrived, so you can look forward to some colourful reviews, readers!] In your blog you talk about, well, you. Do you have a problem with sharing some aspects of your life? Be they the sexual bits, or the non-sexual personal bits?
SJ: When I started the blog I had every intention of being completely open and honest and writing everything I felt like. I was excited about the freedom anonymity gave me. But it hasn’t turned out like that. I’m not anonymous, not really. A lot of my readers are people I have chatted to online for a long time, and there are several of whom I know in ‘real life’. And to be quite honest, even if I had perfect anonymity, I think I would still hold back the more personal things. It’s not me to throw it all out there, to lay myself bare. There are pieces of me, little bits of my soul in my blog because they are in my writing and I cannot avoid that. but for the most part I guard it, much like in the outside world.
JV: I can understand that. Do you think you ever could let go? Let your guard down?
SJ: On my blog? A little at a time. When I post a poem, that tends to be very unguarded. I think I am more likely to reveal myself in stories and poems than in a blog post talking to my readers.
JV: Fascinating. Why are you unguarded in poems? What is it about them that gives you that chance? Or do you choose to be so in poems specifically?
SJ: Poetry is not a choice for me. I bottle things up, that’s how I was raised. We do not show emotion, SJ, and most certainly not in public. Keep it to yourself. My poetry is the result of bottling one too many things.
JV Go on.
SJ: Poetry is that moment when what I am feeling, or what I have refused to feel, takes over. It’s not a thought process, the way stories are. There’s no going back to re-write or edit, I don’t stop and re-read constantly. It flows from me … quite often it feels like it is ripped from me, if the emotion is particularly strong … and writing it releases me from the hold that feeling has on me. Does that make sense?
JV: It does. And thank you for speaking so openly about it.
SJ: Ahem. You’re welcome.

JV: What else, if you have anything planned, can we look forward to from your blog?

SJ: A ‘lift the flap’ edition! Not really. But I do love ‘lift the flap’ books, and the term could be amusingly dirty on my blog.
JV: *Rolls eyes*
SJ: Except computer screens, they no have the flaps, you see?
JV: Well, you can get an accessory for iPads that offer you a flap.
SJ: My blog is not an iPad. I’ve been pondering what I might try next on my blog, but to be quite honest I can’t stop thinking about that package [sitting on the bed, as I edit this, being a numpty, causing troubles with the adapter and chargers – but there’ll be a blog about that from SJ, soon], and the fun I shall have in opening it and reviewing the things inside! I do have some new stories coming up, too, and I am hopeful of perhaps getting a guest poster, just for fun. 🙂
JV: Oh? Do you have anyone in mind for this guest poster?
SJ: Perhaps I do.
JV: Can you tell me?
SJ: No! Is a secret.
JV: 😦 Is it someone I know?
SJ: 🙂 It may be.
JV: Gah! I want to know!
SJ: *Chuckles mischievously*
JV: You’re mean!
SJ: I know.
JV: Hmph.

And this concludes the interview. I’d like to thank my dear, lovely, sublime SJ for taking the time to answer my rather mundane questions with riveting answers.

That’s it, it’s over now. I hope you enjoyed the interview, and the blog as a whole.

This is JV – signing off.

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An Old Rubber Mouse

Hello one and all!

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Yule, Happy Kwanzaa and happy Holidays!

It’s the Christmas time again and, whatever you celebrate (or don’t), it’s a time of giving, of family, of joy, and most of all: presents!

Now, don’t worry; I’ll keep this short and sweet. I know you’re all busy and I don’t want to keep you too long. So I’ll just give you a quick JE update: We have a new feature! It’s called The Honey Pot, and, according to the blurb, it’s an online erotic magazine style blog, where any member can post content, like blog excerpts, snippets of stories, pictures, news or anything you think noteworthy, and it’ll be published on the front page. It can be found here

Now, then! Last year I posted a poem for the Christmas post. This year, I’ll do the same. Before I do so, I should point out that they’re not written by my hand, but I don’t know who originally wrote them. They’re just ones that I’ve known for a long time. Now …

May your holidays
Be happy days,
Filled with love
And laughter.

And may each day
Bring joy your way,
In the year
That follows after!

Last year, I posted The Night Before Christmas. This year I’ll post a slightly different version:

A Puppy’s Christmas

It’s the day before Christmas
And all through the house
The puppies are squeaking
An old rubber mouse.

The wreath which had merrily
Hung on the door
Is scattered in pieces
All over the floor.

The stockings that hung
In a neat little row
Now boast a hole in
Each one of the toes.

The tree was subjected
To bright-eyed whims,
And now, although splendid,
It’s missing some limbs.

I catch them and hold them.
“Be good”, I insist.
They lick me, then run off
To see what they’ve missed.

And now as I watch them
The thought comes to me,
That theirs is the spirit
That Christmas should be.

Should children and puppies
Yet show us the way,
And teach us the joy
That should come with this day?

Could they bring the message
That’s written above,
And tell us that, most of all
Christmas is love.

That’s it for this week! I hope you the very best of days!

This is JV – signing off.

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In The Spirit of Christmas Giving…Write A Dirty Poem!

Okay, so it doesn’t have to be dirty. Hello, good morning, or good evening or good night, for all of you around the world. Of course, you don’t need me to tell you how time works. You can just look out the window! I’d look out my window, but it’s not the best example of a clean window. I tried cleaning it, but it’s an uphill battle, and several months into the job I just gave up and started calling it a stain glass window. But we’re not here to talk about my bad cleaning habits! We’re here to talk about Christmas!

Specifically, what Just-Kinky is doing for Christmas, and even more specifically, what its members will be doing for Christmas! Because, my kinky cosmopolitan drinkers, JK is running a competition, to determine whose story will be the Best Christmas Story or Poem of 2010. Don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t have to be erotic in any way, shape or form, although it would be nice for it to be dirty, we are quite kinky, you know, just imagine what A Christmas Carol would have been like had the three ghosts of Christmas were there not to teach Scrooge the meaning and spirit of Christmas, but to hop into bed with him and teach him the meaning of a foursome. Well, if you want things to go bump in the night, you would want to do it properly, with gusto and elbow grease. At least I hope it’s elbow grease. Where was I? Ah, yes. Of course it doesn’t have to be naughty or erotic in any way, but neither does it not-not have to be erotic. It can be as kinky as you want! In fact, make sure it’s kinky! Have Scrooge get buggered in the night! Have Santa come down the chimney and, while he’s putting presents under the tree,only to find the milk and cookies are being brought in by an even better treat-a lonely, buxom house wife with a twinkle in her eye and a hint of a mischievous smile flashing across her lips. Deciding this would be in the spirit of Christmas giving, Santa gives her another present in the form of a shapely, well bearded man and, nine months later, the lonely, buxom house wife gets another present-Santa Junior. Ah. Maybe next year the lonely, buxom house wife should ask for a condom, instead!

Perhaps it would be best if I moved on and told you about the other things before I turn this blog into something worthy of entry into the competition. Poems. Yes, something I am absolutely useless at, so something perfect for me to talk about with a great degree of authority! Winter Wonderland poems. Now, I have no idea what that means, so I’ll let someone else do the talking, channel them, all psychic like, through me, so that they write with my fingers, in control of my hands. I wonder if my other person controlled hands would be so kind as to explore parts of me, and not just my keyboard? (At which point, one hand raises itself from the keyboard and promptly slaps me upside the head)

Never mind, then. Hello, this is Jules being channelled into JV’s hands. After washing them for five minutes, I am now sat here at this typewriter (a typewriter with a wireless internet connection), here to tell you about these here poems. Yes, I write with a Texan accent. Just imagine Jesse James reciting Shakespeare, or saying;

‘Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day?

Maybe later.

Shall I compare thee to spring’s awakening,

the bloom bursting forth sending sweet scents and colour into the world?

Maybe later.

Shall I compare thee to the hooker on the street corner?

Wait, you are the hooker? Oops.

That poem is copyrighted to Jules, and any who attempt to copy it and pretend it to be your own, shall get a thorough spanking. Moving on. These poems, written like any other ordinary poem, but it’s Christmas themed, hence Winter Wonderland! It’s like that old song we learnt growing up…

JV’s chestnuts roasting on an open fire,

Jack Frost nipping at your tits,

Yule log rammed, up your buttocks, by a choir,

And people dressed up like dominatrix Eskimos.

What, did no one else sing that growing up?

Ah. My hands are my own, and they run up and down my skin with years of experience behind them. Should you not want to craft a finely worded prose or put pen to paper to give life to a story about little elves making themselves a sexbot in Santa’s workshop, then fear not, for entries to the competition are not made solely in the rhyming verse of poetry or the sultry words of stories, but Romantic letters, or dedications. A romantic letter, but to what? Christmas? Your spouse? Your spouse at Christmas? Did you wrap them up in wrapping paper, put a bow on them, to be opened at midnight of the 25th? I find your flair for the dramatic and spirit admirable, although you might not want to forget about air holes. Unless you like having sex with a corpse. (See munting for details and advice on how best to do it). Have you ever wanted to write a love letter to your spouse, but never known what to say? Tell them how much they mean to you. Write it down, share memories of times gone by, memories of happy occasions. Write it down, and send it to the JK. Because we want sex and plenty of it! Sex, romance and all the magic of the holidays, all themed around Christmas! Because that is the time of year where we men show our lovers how much we love them, by having a quick fumble up against the dinner table as the little kiddies play with their new toys. I think you’ve figured out that I’m not all that great at writing love letters! I’ll leave it in your very capable hands.

Alternatively, you could write a dedication. A way to express how much you love them, preferably in bullet point form, listing examples of how amazing they are (you don’t have to take me seriously on that part), or, again alternatively, write a little dedication to your favourite blogger, who may or may not be saucy, and a man. Just throwing that out there (you do have to take me seriously on that part! It’s lonely here, being shackled to this typewriter). Think of a Christmas moment with your lover, it could be anything from snuggling up on the couch with an open fire crackling in the background, and you’re not sure if it’s that, your spouse, or the warm feeling of contentment inside keeping you warm. Know that feeling? Lucky sod! It could be that this is your first proper Christmas together, and you want to say how much they mean to you and, while you’re at it, garner kudos for having the best Christmas story/poem/letter/dedication of 2010. Just for bragging rights.

Want to hear more about this competition? It’s really quite simple. First, while you don’t have to be a member, it would be nice for you to sign up, and that’s free and easy. If you want to have your story looked over by an editor of the site, just drop it in here and someone will get a hold of you.  Once you have ironed out all the editing, then, you simply go to Story Submissions, write it there or copy and paste it from somewhere. No, it does not accept post it notes, you have to copy and paste from computer files. The competition is already open (Ready! Set! GO! Go start writing! What are you waiting for? Go go go!), you can go there any time within the next month, until the 5th December when it closes. Your entry will not be posted immediately, but rather on the 6th December, where it will be found in our new Holidays Category. At which point the members will vote and rate comment on their favourite entry (I say vote, really it’s just Jules going ‘eeny meeny miny moe’). The top three, two runners-up and the winner, will be announced on the 2nd of January, so plenty of time to read lots and lots of sex inspired Christmas stories! I think I may not be the only one ‘enjoying’ them! And don’t worry, if you have many stories or different entries you want to publish, then go right ahead! You’re encouraged to enter in as many forms as you like, how many times you like! Really, we’re just greedy people looking for as many erotic stories as possible, so feed our habit!

In the words of our illustrious leader: Let The Fun Begin And Get Writing!

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