I submitted this micro story to the 6 Sentences blog. The point of the site is to post stories created in six sentences. I never heard back from the editor. Oh well. Their loss is your gain.

Life has been pretty hectic for me since the last time I blogged. Mostly, I’ve been trying to keep my head above water. In addition to writing fiction, I am a freelance writer. Though I enjoy being able to work from home and according to my own rules (for the most part), I have to work extra hard to make sure there is money in the bank to pay the bills. This doesn’t leave a lot of time for blogging, social networking, or writing sexy stories.

Thankfully, though, I got a little bit of breather this weekend so I could write a blog post.

The first interesting thing happened just recently. Like this morning. I was doing my regular Google check and found that I’m back in the index. Yay me!

I haven’t done anything differently. In fact, I’ve been too busy to do any kind of SEO/SEM or marketing. I had submitted a “Please look at my site” ticket to Google when it first happened. So I think maybe someone finally got around to looking at my site and decided I was worthy of being readmitted into the club.

I’m convinced that my fellow Americans have gone insane. More specifically, the whole right wing conservative, anti-sex, anti-woman, anti-minority, and homophobic portion of the population that is taking up precious space in the media of late.

I’m pretty certain that most people in the United States are not like this. In fact, I would say that people in this group are a minority. But since they have such big mouths and their form of crazy is…well…crazy the media can’t help reporting on it because crazy gets people buying newspapers.

A week or two ago, J. Crew sent out a mailer that contained a picture of the company’s president, Jenna Lyons, with her son Beckett spending time together. The controversy? Jenna painted her son’s toenails hot pink.

To the extreme conservatives this was the equivalent of the Romans nailing Jesus to the cross, or calling a room full of black people the n-word, or going to lemonparty.com. The brouhaha that erupted over this picture was so ridiculous that it warped the word and made it redonkulous.

When it comes to internet marketing, I’m pretty well versed in the different tactics you can use to increase website visibility and generate traffic. Several years ago, in fact, I had a website where I wrote about internet marketing, web design, and article writing. Even though this is an erotic fiction story site, you can find many of these articles in my archives from when I moved them from the original sites.

Anyway, everyone is up in arms about the Google Farmer update which was supposed to address the problem of spammy content and content farms. I didn’t think anything of it because all of the content on my blog is original even if it is a few years old. But if Google’s update managed to deindex popular sites like the Cult of Mac, then I should not have been surprised to find that this blog no longer ranks for my name Daria Black.

Fisting is a sex act that involves inserting the entire hand into the vagina (vaginal fisting) or anus (anal fisting). Pleasure, which many describe as being intense, is derived from the stretching and stimulation of the vaginal walls or the prostate gland.

Now I know what you’re thinking. Is it really possible to get a whole hand in such small spaces? Well, I’ve seen the pictures and the answer is yes, particularly when it comes to the vaginal canal because it is highly elastic. I mean, a fist is really nothing in comparison to an eight pound baby.

Oh the other hand, I’m still perplexed by anal fisting. If you have ever had a difficult bowel movement then you know what I’m talking about. It would seem impossible for a whole hand to get up there. Apparently, the anus is flexible too though not as elastic as a vagina.