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Pleasure Prints Blog Tour: Guest Da'Kharta Rising

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Hello Awesome Visitors! Thank you for joining me during the Pleasure Prints Blog Tour. Today, I am featuring a post by fellow participant and member of the All Authors Family, Da'Kharta Rising. Her contribution to Pleasure Prints is entitled Masato's Zion. I have invited Masato's Mom to come and speak about whatever she chooses to. Hello everyone. Normally I would be at work, but I was invited to come and speak. I’m not that well of a speaker. I’m not used to crowds much, so forgive me if I am awkward in this setting. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say here. Should I talk about how the author made me so insignificant she couldn’t give me an actual name but merely my role in Masato’s life? Should I discuss how I was a mere eye blink while my husband took the majority of the stage? Should I lament on how this very presentation trickles into all areas of my life? Okay … here goes everything. I don’t like being handled in an insignificant ma...

Pleasure Prints Blog Tour: Interview with Fleeting Moments Character Dennis

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Hello Awesome Visitors! We are in the 2nd day of our Pleasure Prints Blog Tour, and the focus is on "Fleeting Moments", C. Desert Rose's contribution to the anthology. Today, I'm happy to be interviewing one of the characters from the story named Dennis. How would you describe yourself to someone who’s never seen you? I guess I would say that I am just an average guy. Average height, average weight, average looks. Just like the guy next door only not as hot as the movies would have you believe. I am “that guy” you see everywhere. Do you really like hot chocolate or were you just doing that to melt Helena’s heart? I wasn’t really trying to melt anyone’s heart. She looked lonely, not to mention bored. Since one never knows who is a coffee person and who is a tea person, I figured that hot chocolate was a safe bet and a good ice breaker. I don’t know many people that don’t like hot chocolate. I guess it was just a gesture of kindness for a person who...