I’m back from my third rafting trip through the Grand Canyon.

Unlike my first trip that resulted in three erotic essays and my second trip trip where I did erotic photo shoots, this voyage down wasn't so sexy for me.

I'll admit this was more than a little disturbing since one of the many ways I describe my erotic memoir is river erotica (click here and here for a little tease). 

Normally the river seduces my man and consequently me, into this highly aroused, spiritually-awakened ecstatic state.

Not this time.  And as you can imagine, I’ve been trying to figure out why.

Rationalization #1: Maybe the river is just done with me.  Or perhaps I’m done with her. She always has scared me shitless.

But, no.  No way. 

Rationalization #2: I was on vacation, so my sexy muses decided to take one too.  Quite possible.

Rationalization #3: This year’s launch date was a month earlier than my other two trips so the weather was cooler. Plunging naked into water that was so cold it burned didn't cultivate a sultry vibe.


But I did it anyway.

Rationalization #4: I wasn’t Blogging Me Sexy. I wasn't consciously manifesting sexiness every week and writing it down for you. 

That must be it.

Good thing I’m getting back at it.

Sexy prod: Inspire me. Share one of your sensuous spring moments in the comments. 

5/20/2013 03:04:16 pm

I had an amazingly tingly second date while you were gone. I didn't think I was going to get to feel that way again and I did after only the lightest touch of his thumb on my arm. How did he already know exactly how to touch me? I set boundaries this time though, I have to take care of myself better when things are so new. I think that's why they haven't worked in the past. Too much losing of myself in the process. No staying up late on work nights I said. Sleep is a critical component of a successful relationship I declared. The next day I couldn't wait. I texted him. "You win. I choose sleep over you." Never was there a happier man, he later admitted with his arms around me. It turns out I know his buttons too.

5/21/2013 05:48:32 am

You don't need sleep when you are getting touched like that. Soak it up, J, every single tingle. A spring romance. How sexy is that? Feel free to drop in the comments anytime and inspire me some more. Love it.

5/27/2013 11:12:06 am

So I was sippin' on some Basil Hayden yesterday, down on the river, and it had been raining - and it was humid - and the madrone bark looked so warm and smooth and red and alive while it was wet. Glad you're back! Sorry I missed your trip! Looking forward to some more sexy inspiration stories!! xoxo

5/29/2013 07:01:29 am

AZ you are so right on! Madrones. Very sexy trees. Right up there with winter aspens.

5/28/2013 07:23:33 am

Hey C- your blog is lovely. The river will always be there. Imagine the change in sexiness for me with kids in tow. Although I have to say when we finally made it down the San Juan for 7 days with numerous groms I was feeling it like the old days by the end ... plenty of side canyons to escape to. xoxo from Idaho

5/29/2013 07:05:49 am

Oh yes, yes, the side canyons.


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