Who are you going to vote for? Lola Down, of course!

Which voting is more fun?  This:

candidates

 

 

 

 

 

or this: playboy cover

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

VOTE NOW, VOTE OFTEN! VOTING ENDS January 31st!

 

I know, with the presidential election inundating the media, the last thing you want to hear is a pitch of “Vote for me!”  But this is different.  This is casting a vote for the Best Sex Blogger of 2015 and I think that you should vote for mysexlifewithlola.com

There you have it, a completely shameless promotion. . .

I actually feel bad about this because last year we asked all of you good, lovely, and loyal readers to vote for us for Rory’s Top 100 sex bloggers – a list that we have made in the past.  And many of you (bless your souls!) did vote for us.

Well, unfortunately, Rory is retiring, but she is passing along the Top 100 to our good friend and esteemed sex blogger, Molly, of mollysdailykiss.com

Molly has been a tremendous support to us since early on and when we got shut down due to censorship, she was there to help us get back on our feet (or Lo on her back with her feet in the air).

So, be kind and vote for us again if you think we have great erotica writing, wonderful pics of Lola and friends, and, most of all, if you want to promote good dirty fun.  Thanks so much!!!!

VOTE FOR US HERE!

Lola & HH

 

The Perils of Writing Erotica

So, today marks a significant milestone in my career as a writer and, I suppose, marks my induction to the genre of erotica.

Within the past week I have been offered money for my writings (advertisers paying for space on mysexlifewithlola.com); I have been censored (PayPal froze my account and permanently shut me out due to the “content” of mysexlifewithlola.com) so that I cannot claim said money from said advertisers; and I’m broke.

PayPal was kind enough to have a representative call me (after I threatened to sue them) and the poor girl on the other end of the line could hardly get herself to say “mysexlifewithlola.”  Rather, she said, “my ___ life with lola.”  The second word was an incoherent grunt. Poor repressed little thing.  Anyhow, when I pressed her on the issue she said that due to the nature of the content of the website PayPal has chosen to “disassociate” itself from me.  “This terminates our relationship.”  When I said, “Really?  So you’re actively engaging in censorship?” she said, “No, not censorship, we just have determined that your website and its content does not meet with our Terms of Use Policy.”  I followed with, “I read your Terms of Use Policy and I am not violating any of the terms.”  “I’m sorry, but we reserve the right to make these decisions and we have decided that your website is. . . indecent.”

“INDECENT!  You’re telling me that PayPal thinks it knows better than the Supreme Court of the United States of America what is indecent?  PayPal is going to infringe upon my 1st Amendment freedom of speech?”

“I don’t know about that,” she began to say.  I interrupted, “Yeah, well your legal department does!”

“Sir,” she said, “your content.  I mean, the categories. . . ‘bestiality’?”

I was hoping she’d run down the whole list and I could query her on each and every topic till she was perfectly red in the face and had to utter these words next to her coworkers, but  let’s just say the conversation did not end with our becoming “pals.”  PayPal is not my pal.