Sundae With Nuts – Belle Maurice

September 29th, 2013

Welcome to another saucy episode of SUNDAE WITH NUTS where I have asked my fellow authors to join me for the day for a bit of fun and a laugh. We are romance writers after all!

Without further ado, I am most pleased to introduce the lovely and talented (and very brave!) Belle Maurice!

Sundae with the Nut Belle Maurice

1.Favorite knickers: cotton, lace, silk or errr…leather?
None. Cuts down on laundry.
2.Who is your fantasy male or female? Or both?
Depends on my mood. Sometimes a tall skinny man, sometimes a small curvy woman, lucky for me I have a prolific imagination.
3.What language, when heard spoken, makes you frisky? (like Jamie Lee Curtis in A Fish called Wanda)
I depends on the speaker. I once met a very hot Hispanic American professional baseball player on a rainy night in a Mexican restaurant in Seoul, South Korea. His English was very tempting.
4.What vehicle, abode, beach, construction site or other locale did you lose your virginity?
Front seat of a pick up truck in a church parking lot. I’m probably going to Hell for that and the gearshift was no joystick either.
5.Do you believe in love at first sight?
Absolutely.
6.If you could play a board game during sex, what would it be?
A good round of Dirty Scrabble is always fun.
7.Any special “toys” you’d like to give mention to for their outstanding achievements?
Filipino boys (over the age of 18 of course). Oh wait, were you talking about boy toys or the electric kind?
8.I *heart* Peter Cetera. What song immediately swoops you back to your “first days” of falling in love?
My first boyfriend was a huge Styx fan. Dennis DeYoung’s Desert Moon I get nostalgic and a little embarrassed.
9.Most romantic or sexiest destination out there.
Honestly, there are so many. It really depends on what you want. Venice is elegant and romantic. The Maldives and West Virginia are beautiful and secluded, perfect for privacy. Kuala Lumpur has an exotic vibrancy. You just have to know what you’re looking for.
10.Who was your first crush or kiss? 
Rick Savage of Def Leppard, but I suppose you’re going to say that poster didn’t count.
11.If you become a best-selling author and sell your movie rights, what will be the first thing you do when you hear? Other than contact Cd Brennan and offer to share with her, of course.
How best-selling am I? Because I’ve promised my editor visits to my private island staffed entirely by Filipino cabana boys named Ben.
12.I wanted to be a helicopter pilot and a cowgirl when I grew up (still do). What did you want to grow up to be when you were a little girl?
After reading the Walter Farley Black Stallion books I wanted to be a jockey, sadly my hips, my fondness for chocolate and my complete inability to find a racing stable anywhere near where I grew up ended that dream.
And last but now least.
13. Favorite ice cream flavor.
Butter pecan, preferably London Dairy.
* * * * 
Such a pleasure to have you here Miss Belle! Lots of good snarky answers, so where do I start? First, I want to reassure Miss Belle that a poster of a crush DOES count. I had a crush on John Cusack (dunno, don’t get it now, but who knows with teenage hormones?) and I sent him a manly bracelot made out of fishing snapples. It was all the rage back in the mid 80s. And for #1, you are so right – I am for anything that reduces my laundry load.
My favorite though was your rite of passage for losing the V. I had a hearty LOL for that, too. So you joined the vehicle club – but in a church parking lot? LOL. I’m sure you aren’t going to Hell for that. I had to pee behind a church on a snowy walk home one New Years Eve in Dublin. There were NO taxis, so my hubby (boyfriend at the time) and I hoofed it the 6 miles home. A bit of a distance but not too intolerable after a few (too many) pints. But holding out for a pee? Almost impossible. 
Check out one of Miss Belle’s latest releases, How Beauty Saved the Beast. I’m all for fairy tales!
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