Sunday, April 28, 2013

Review: Gun Oil H2O

We all use lubes, and everyone has their favorite. My current favorite is Gun Oil H2O, the water-based version of the original Gun Oil.

According to the Gun Oil website, our boys serving in Kuwait used CLP liquid, issued for maintaining their weapons, for certain non-sanctioned uses (read: beating off). The founder of the Gun Oil company created an adaptation of CLP liquid that was safer and more user-friendly, and the first product was launched.

Since then, they've developed a handful of great lubricants, including the H2O formula that I like the most. (They also have a few other products besides lubricants.) They market themselves as lubricants for men, but obviously many men need and want to use their lubricants with women, right? That's how I learned about Gun Oil and Gun Oil H2O — my hubby brought some home one night, and who was I to argue?

We've tried several of their lubes, and all of them work great. The original formula is especially great for the pool or the hot tub; it is silicone-based, and won't wash off easily. You get the fun of water and the benefit of a lube!

But here's why I love the H2O formula: because it is water-based, clean up is so much easier. Often I would find that silicone-based lubes would hang around, you know, for a long time after I was done. After some intense anal sex, even a hot shower wouldn't give immediate results; I would lather and rinse three or four times before my crack was lube-free.

It's also great for quickies, when clothing is a concern: once I visited my hubby at work, and we decided to sneak into the men's room for a little fun. I pulled my 4-oz. bottle of Gun Oil H2O out of my purse, and we got right down to business, mostly-dressed. Sure, we got a little on his pants and on my dress, but it dried up quickly with no stains.

Unlike most water-based lubes that I've tried, Gun Oil H2O isn't sticky or slimy, but it does a great job. It's safe for ALL toys (silicone-based lubes can damage some toys), and a bottle lasts a (relatively) long time. It doesn't taste great, but it doesn't taste bad, either — which cannot be said about the original formula, by the way.

In terms of rating, I give Gun Oil H2O 4 out of 5 "Os"; if they offered a version that was nicely-flavored (mmm, maybe mint?), I would give it the 5th "O". (And if you like this review, check out all of My Reviews.)

Buy Gun Oil H2O:

Gun Oil H2O, 4-Ounce Bottle
Gun Oil H2O, 8-Ounces Bottle
Gun Oil H2O, 16-Ounce Bottle
Gun Oil H2o 32oz Bottle

Friday, April 26, 2013

My latest ebook...

Here's a sample from my latest ebook, Sole Witness...

Eddie looks at his watch quickly… 4:45. He was hoping to close up early tonight, and the shop lists 5 o’clock as closing time. “Well…” he says, “we’re supposed to close in about 15 minutes.”
Angie’s face falls, and Eddie can read the disappointment in her green eyes. He pities her, and says, “But I guess we could do one more job before closing up.”
She smiles, and the light returns to her face. Eddie grabs his clipboard and tread-gauge and says, “let’s go have a look.”
He walks to the door and opens it for her, listening to the clop-clop of her heels across the tile floor. As she walks past him out the door, he relaxes his discipline, allowing his eyes to look her over more fully for the first time.
Angie is shorter — Eddie guesses about 5’4”, and he’s off by an inch too high — but her petite frame is nicely proportioned. Not quite voluptuous, she’s curvy in the right places and has a sensual sway to her walk. Her long, fiery red hair falls over her shoulders attractively, contrasting with her smooth, porcelain skin and the black, sleeveless a-line dress that fits her perfectly. Today, as often, she is wearing the highest heels she can (a little over 3 inches) to compensate for her diminutive stature, which simultaneously accentuates the shapeliness of her legs and suggests a sexual confidence that she works hard to conceal (most of the time). 
Angie isn’t trying to turn him on, but after a long day of work himself, Eddie finds himself hungry for something other than the supper his wife will make him later. I’d like to see what’s underneath that dress…