The thrum of the crowd outside augmented the roar of voices from the television. Liam looked out the large hotel window at the massive gathering out on the streets, part of him wishing he was down there with the rest of them, awaiting the countdown until the new year. Every year, this was the biggest party in the downtown area. This time, however, he had planned his own party, with a guest list so exclusive, only two names were on the list: himself, and his girlfriend, Camilla.
The day had wound down and come to an end. For Bree, the day had been filled with serving customers, listening to complaints from people far more angry about the quality of the food they received than they probably should have been, and busy alleys at the grocery store. Being able to come home and relax had given her some much-needed respite, and a good meal did much to lift her spirits. Afterward, she tied up her blonde hair and enjoyed a hot shower and some evening television in some choice comfy clothes.
I had intended to write this post several days sooner, but like everything else on my plate at the moment, it’s coming out later than I had intended. I’m still working to catch up, and scratch the little itches in the form of new ideas I’ve created over the past week or so. But the big thing I wanted to talk about was the awesomeness that was Smutathon!!
I announced this over Twitter near the start of the month but failed to make any mention here. I’ll be participating in a fantastic event in Montreal this weekend with several other lovely, fellow smut writers I’ve come to be acquainted with over the past couple years. For 12 hours, we’ll be furiously writing and posting some tasty smut for you to enjoy as we raise funds for the NNAF Abortion Funds, a grassroots organization building power to remove financial, logistical, cultural and political barriers to abortion access. So if you enjoy smut and feel that women’s health is an increasingly important issue, you’ll want to stick around for this!