Is it just me?

I find myself asking this a lot.

I write erotica, I read erotica, and I comment on erotica. And it’s approaching Christmas. (Yes, I’m a pedant. It’s still Advent, of course. Christmas doesn’t start until midnight on Christmas Eve.)

Therefore, this time of year is awash with tales of sexy Santas, naughty elves and randy reindeer.

And … I can’t stand it. Continue reading “Is it just me?”

Is it just me?