Lesbian Detective Laura McCallister

Kate Sutter, the narrator of Scavengers, has been a busy little bee-word. She got a blog all set up for the Lesbian Adventure Club.

Let the blog wars begin!

She and Claudia host it next, and Kate swears Holly and I are begging for our comeuppance. Spare me, Kate! Hardly a reason to tremble.

I have heard through the grapevine that my supposed puppet-master-author, Rosalyn Wraight, has a book coming out next month. I have also heard that I am in the book, as is my lover, Holly. This book goes by the name of Scavengers. It is narrated by a friend of mine, Kate Sutter. Even though Kate is a reporter, I’ll bet my life that there will be things you’ll hear about me that you must take with the proverbial grain of salt. Trust me, I am as “in charge” as I pretend to be!

So Kate decides to tell the world about our little group called The Lesbian Adventure Club, or Dykes Who Dare, as she calls it. We get together once a month, and the theme is set by a different couple each time. She chose to spill the beans on the last one, which was a scavenger hunt. She has nerve, I tell you. I think she’s trying to outdo Woman Justice, starring yours truly. I’ve heard she even getting her own web site. We shall see about this.

If you’d care to read the first chapter, there’s a link to your right. I’m reminding you though: grain of salt, grain of salt.

Here’s the cover. Yes, my little silhouette is up there. You’ll have to figure out which one is me; I won’t tell you. And don’t go ogling Holly!

5 Couples, 8 Clues, 24 Hours, and 1 Pants-Pissing Good Time

If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.

—Martin Luther King, Jr.

Heaven and earth still pause, Dr. King, to laud what you did while here and what you still inspire.