Now...a question for Patricia! As a child, what did you wish to become when you grew up?
Patricia: It's really strange that I became a writer. I wanted to be an orthopedic surgeon for the longest time, but the math wasn't easy for me. Then – living in Los Angeles – I wanted to become an actress. I studied that quite a bit, and worked as an actress for about five years. I finally decided that I didn't like actors because their only product was themselves, and being so me-centered made them obnoxious people. I didn't like that and didn’t want to be like that, so I got out.
Growing up, I thought writing was easy. I wrote all the time; it was second-nature to me. I never, in my wildest imagination, thought about the fact that it was a marketable skill. I mean, couldn't everyone do it? Finally, after my crazy acting career, I figured out that maybe I could use my ability to write to make money. I studied and then became a technical writer. It was not something I had contemplated growing up, but it did lead me to my place in life right now, so I'm glad I forgot about what I wanted to be when I grew up.
Rescued by the Spy blurb:
A spy working for the Solarian Federation...
Michael O'Malley is undercover in a sting operation against Jerold Laricon, a man with Machiavellian social restructuring schemes and a desire for world domination.
Kidnapped and kept as a sex slave...
Could there be a worse time for Nina Stanley, O’Malley’s old flame, to show up in Ligeia as a kidnap victim? Sure, he wants to save her, but his job is to crush Laricon's slave trade and vicious rise to power.
The young and beautiful "spare"...
Muddying the waters is Michael’s need to fit in and partake of the succulent fruits on Laricon’s human slave tree--including Alyssa, a willing sex slave he's forced to take as his own. Now he has two women counting on him, and the fate of a world.
Nina's goal is to get out...
No matter what it takes. Nina is appalled by what she experiences in Ligeia at the hands of the evil Laricon, but what if the price of her freedom is Michael's life? Can she live with herself if that happens?
“Let’s pull a couch over to the very center of the room, so we can all watch,” Laricon suggested, malicious glee glinting from his eyes. The room was quickly rearranged.
Michael stood at the foot of the couch in the center and looked over at Nina where she stood, just below Laricon’s dais. Their eyes met for a moment. Is there compassion there? No. Impossible. She was panicked and nearly frantic so she tried to take comfort in the possibility he was more like himself from their time before, rather than being a heartless monster of the Ligeia settlement.
“Crawl over to your ‘boyfriend,’ my dear,” Laricon said icily. “On hands and knees, that’s right. You’re a lithe pet cat about to do a sexy trick for her loving master.”
Nina crawled, sobbing and sniffling, her eyes pleading with Michael as she approached. Please don’t add to my humiliation. Please.
“You’re a lucky bitch,” Michael said, loud enough for all to hear. “Go ahead, get up on the couch and do it.” He bent down to motion to her, whispering in her ear. “Pretend it’s just you and me, Nina. You can do it. You’re so beautiful and passionate. Show me, sweetheart.”
Confused at his duplicitous behavior, Nina pushed her shame aside for the moment. She nodded slightly and got up onto the couch. Horribly degraded and humiliated, she didn’t know just what to do.
Michael locked eyes with her. “Show me your trick, pretty girl,” he said, his voice low and smooth, so soft that no one but she could hear. “Show me how to please you. I want to know your pleasure.” Although she hesitated, Nina knew what he was asking of her, so she lifted a hand to her breast and began to stroke her nipple. The other hand followed suit, and her nipples peaked. “That’s right. It must feel good. Get them nice and stiff. I won’t forget. What else feels good?” She put a finger in her mouth, wet it, and then stroked a hard nipple while her free hand moved over her belly and hips gently. “Yes, I see, you like kisses on your mouth and pretty nipples. Your nipples are so tight now, they must be anxious for more. Show me, sweetheart, show me what more.”
Michael’s gray eyes were locked on hers, creating their own little sphere of privacy. Nina grasped at that glimmer of compassion as though it were a life raft.
Author Bio and contact info:
Bestselling author, Patricia Green, is a full-time fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She provides the reader with love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. Patricia is the author of more than 20 published novels and novellas as well as an ever-growing collection of short stories.
In her personal life, Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, crochet, knit and watch hockey and baseball.
You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:
Email: pig (at) patriciagreenbooks (dot) com
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Green/e/B002RCB0IK/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
Goodreads Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4541511.Patricia_Green