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Book Description
Publication Date: September 6, 2013 (Revised Version)

Synopsis:
A dietitian and a medical resident are set up on a blind date by Edna Rubenstein, a persistent, meddling, mutual friend. Laurie lives on Long Island but she works as a dietitian in the Bronx. Leslie lives in the Bronx and is doing her residency there as well. Laurie hopes they don’t end up talking diets but she wouldn’t mind playing doctor. Will the best date ever lead to more than they ever dreamed possible?

Except:
Mom always said, “Don’t let boys touch you there,” but she never said anything about girls. Her other favorite saying was, “Why should he buy the cow, when he can get the milk for free?” Well, Ma, she bought the cow!
But let me back up a bit.
. . .

“You’re beautiful.” She breathed the words into my ear, sending goose bumps down my spine.
“You too.”
Her face was like ice, but her mouth, so warm and welcoming, heated me to the core. I desperately wanted to move further south towards her other warmth, but my mother’s warning about cows and milk haunted me. I had to slow this down. She was too important to risk giving it away for free. My dilemma was soon forgotten. She reached around me and opened the car door. I practically fell into the seat and she tumbled in after me. We didn’t go all the way, but her kisses were out of this world.
I can’t remember her driving us back to my house, but I can remember every detail about her talented tongue and passionate embrace that left us both breathless.
“There’s a great place on City Island I’d love to show you. Are you up for lobster and all the trimmings?”
“Lobster?” She was a resident and lobster dinners weren’t cheap. I could offer to split the bill.
“Oh no, I should have asked first. Do you keep kosher?”
“Me? No. I love lobster, bacon, and veal parmesan is my favorite. If that means I’m going straight to hell, Do not pass go, do not collect $200, then too bad.”
“Good because you’ll have more fun in hell with the rest of us. How about we go to the Lobster Box next Saturday then?”
“Lobster Box?” I grinned. “Great name.”
“Don’t start. I’m sure that’s not what they meant. If you’d rather go to Seashore, we could do that instead.”
“No way, I think the box sounds like a lot more fun.” I winked, and then I remembered teasing wasn’t fair if I wasn’t planning on putting out. I tucked away my grin by sucking the insides of my cheeks with my teeth, which only served to make me look like a fish. Leslie tried to keep a straight face, but she ended up laughing her ass off and so did I.

THE TIES THAT BIND is available in time for THANKSGIVING

Speaking of fun with food and other hedonistic pleasures…THE TIES THAT BIND was launched today just in time for the holidays. Indulge yourself–DOES THE BUTCH COME WITH THE RECIPE? and the sequel THE TIES THAT BIND will satisfy your appetite without gaining a pound.

The Ties That Bind

What could be more fun than being surrounded by a bunch of fun-loving lesbians in Provincetown, Massachusetts? Tristan convinces Cyndy to attend her first Women’s Week during the 25th Annual celebration and shows her another side of desire. With something for everyone, “The Ties That Bind” is for fans of love, lust, trust and some fun with bondage.

In a sequel to Does the Butch Come with the Recipe, softball captain, Cyndy Kaplan and her girlfriend, Tristan Rizzo, are back for a whole new adventure with much higher stakes. After Tristan’s prediction comes true and the Butch Cookbook earns enough money to subsidize a trip to Ft. Lauderdale for the whole team to attend the playoffs, she suggests another getaway, only without the softball league. Cyndy agrees to pop her Provincetown cherry in order to commemorate the 25th Annual Women’s Week. They end up renting a fantastic house in the fun-filled, estrogen-fest, with Tristan’s twin sister and her girlfriend to partake in the festivities. Cyndy has no idea what to expect, but Tristan is certain she’ll have Cyndy begging to come back for more.

Excerpt:

“Oh, my God! Can you believe this place?”
Bondage gear, restraints, fetish wear, and kinky sex toys, hung from the steel wall along with wrist and ankle shackles, and a red-cloaked rectangular piece of furniture by the wall rack. There was a four-poster bed, a Captain’s chair with the arms removed, a folding massage table, chains, whips and every imaginable sexual gadget available, including a swing. Cyndy couldn’t wrap her mind around this treasure trove of adult entertainment any more than Tristan apparently could. Nor could she fathom the dichotomous décor between this dark dungeon and the rest of the light, airy house. “More like shocked beyond belief,” she murmured, more to herself than to her cohort in crime.
“Why, shocked? I know you’re quite at home in this environment,” Tristan stated with her hands planted firmly on her hips.
“How would you know that?”
Tristan began rummaging at the foot of a bed in a chest that resembled a buried treasure of playwear until she’d settled on just the right outfit. “Because I’ve spotted you in some pretty raunchy places.”
Cyndy couldn’t imagine where her girlfriend had gone and who this imposter before her was in her stead. Her mouth may as well have been sealed shut, for she couldn’t utter a peep. Moisture poured out of her pussy, and had she been cognizant, she’d have worried about dehydration. She had turned her back on this scene long ago, but somehow, Tristan had lit the torch as easily as throwing a match into a gallon of gasoline. Only this time, she thought she trusted her captor. But why should she? There were two choices. Stay put and let Tristan have her own way, or run as fast as her legs could go.
Tristan’s sugared tone interrupted her reverie. “Get undressed and put this on,” she instructed and handed Cyndy a most unusual hospital gown. It was comically open in the front and back, which helped relieve some of the tension.
“Don’t smile, if you know what’s good for you.”
Cyndy formed a lopsided frown at best and donned the gown. She marveled at how easy it was to get back into bondage, although from a totally new angle. Wondering about when and where Tristan had seen her in action was put on the back burner. Maybe afterwards she’d ponder. She had a wanton pussy and a gloriously hot femme to satisfy.

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STEAM

What would you do to keep the spice in your sex life? After eighteen years of being with Gwen, I came up with a great idea that involved me, her and a historic steam engine ride on the South Devon Railway in the United Kingdom.

STEAM is the story of an enduring relationship between an outgoing Global History teacher and her reticent Government worker lover taken to a whole new level. Come aboard and help celebrate their love and lust and get a potent dose of each.

EXCERPT:
After we manage to walk away from the enthusiastic volunteer without appearing rude, I whisper, “I’m so freaking horny I could hump a lamppost right now.”
“I hear you,” Gwen sighs. “We have to figure out a way to do it on board despite the crowd. You claimed you wouldn’t chicken out. Am I right?”
“Not on your life.”
A group of rugged women glance in our direction. I nudge Gwen’s shoulder and point my chin in their general direction. “You think they’re—”
“Lesbians?”
“Shhh, not so loud,” I warn.
“What do you think?”
“Definitely, but I’m afraid they’ll know what we’re up to if we head to the toilet together.”
“So what?”
“So, it’ll be embarrassing.”
“We could invite them to join in,” Gwen says, although I know damn well she’d never share. I swat her just the same and she pulls me in for a hug and a kiss on the forehead. A sandy-haired woman quirks her eyebrow seconds before leaning in to share some secret with her dark-haired partner.
I begin to sweat. “Please let’s not be in their car, please.”
“Don’t be a spoil sport. If they are it’ll just pump up the steam in our little tryst.”

Readings with Cheri Crystal May 20th 10:30-11:30 p.m. EST

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Cheri Crystal Host Name: Lara Zielinsky
Show Name: Readings with Cheri Crystal
Time: EST 10:30-11:30 p.m.
Link: blogtalkradio.com/lara-zielinsky/2010/05/21/cheri-crystal
Call-in Number: (646) 929-1909

In the last couple years, author Cheri Crystal burst on the scene as an exciting new voice in feminine erotic fiction, featuring both lesbians and bisexual women. Her short stories have appeared in collections from Cleis, Alyson, Bold Strokes Books, Khimairal Ink, and her single-author works are all e-published by loveyoudivine: Attractions of the Heart, Broken Vows, Imagined, Coming Clean and Mile High Dare among others. We’ll talk about her start as a reviewer, and the transition to novelist.~ Lara Zielinsky