Scotland!

Yup, I've fallen helplessly in love with Scotland! Not that I haven't always had a thing for kilts, but after reading Outlander by Diana Gabaldon... Yay! I mean, time-travelling, mid-1700, drama and action, sex, kilts! Yummy!

Basically I guess you can call it housewife porn, but it's bloody brilliant! When it comes to Jamie (James Alexander Malcolm Fraser is his full name, btw), well, how can he not be the wet dream of a thousand woman? Tall, red-headed, blue-eyed, muscles like a bull, stubborn as an ass, magnet for trouble... Well, I'm a bit taken by him, which is of course the idea.

Claire, the heroine, isn't much worse, works/worked as a nurse (hey, that rhymed!) and on several occations stitches Jamie-boy up, not seldom when his injuries are caused by her escape-attempts. It was at least not hard to see she fell in love with him. I can't find tbe quote exactly now, but when she finally amitted, though in a casual manner, loving him, I was verra happy. (Reading Scottish accent for four days almost straight sticks in your bones, ye ken.)

So now I've ordered the five other books in the series and just have to wait. Probably be a month before they gets here... *grumble*

Oh, on another topic, my trip to London next summer have been moved a bit further north, by invitation by Weasley-Detectives! Then we'll go hunting fine Scottish men and drink fine Scottish whisky, by the looks of it. :D

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Just came to think of, Jamie and Claire of course had to consumate their marrige (yeah, they got married out of... Political reasons? Anyway, originally not out of love) which was a pretty nice scene, although long. Well, what I was really going to say, got ridiculusly side-tracked and here I go again so: The first time she orgasmed when sleeping with him he thought he had been hurting her. Ha, shows how enlightened three-and-twenty year old male virgins were in the eighteenth century! XD