Moving to Red Lion Street

I do apologise for the lack of writing and particularly the lack of smut around here recently! AND I apologise for yet another promotional update.

But this one I really am very excited about. And, in all fairness, it comes with smut AND visuals.

If, when you visit me here, you’re doing it right, you’ll have noticed a handful – okay, two or three handfuls – of blogs recommended to your right. Yes, over there.

One of those blogs is the fantastic work of Captain Shame, a rather perverse friend of mine: Red Lion Street is an illustrated, ongoing, erotic soap opera. Impossible things happen on Red Lion Street.

I love it. It is hot and quirky and filthy and completely unapologetic about it’s crass use of language. So, of course, I jumped at the chance to get involved, and I’ve moved into number 9 Red Lion Street.

Captain Shame and I would be honoured if you would join us on his kitchen floor… Chapter 31: Harper Eliot.