Please give a warm welcome to Jesse Snowe from Stage Fright by Pender Mackie today as we sit down and see what makes him tick.
Q: So tell us about yourself. What got you in the crosshairs for your author?
Well, let’s see. I’m a small-town boy who moved to Vegas for excitement. *laughs* I got that all right. One minute I’m sitting in a bar with no job and not a whole lot of money then a couple of nights later I’m taking my clothes off for a bunch of screaming women. Good thing I can dance. Maybe that’s what caught my author’s attention. My er…dance moves.
Q: What was it that drew you to your mate?
I guess it was Val’s eyes. He’s got these amazing brown eyes with little flecks of gold. They remind me of a candy bar I used to love as a kid. Val’s the strong silent type too, and I can’t resist a challenge. When he gave me the cold shoulder the first time me met it was game on.
Q: A little naughty fun, where was the wildest place you seduced your partner?
I usually let Val do the seducing. It makes him feel like he’s in charge.
Q: Boxers, briefs or Commando on a man?
Personally I like to see a man in boxer briefs. I like my presents gift wrapped.
Q: If your partner wants to seduce you, what's one sure fire trick he can play?
Val just has to sweet talk me and I’m done for. He doesn’t do that too often so when he does says something romantic I’m putty in his hands.
Q: What is the one place on your partner's body that you know will drive them wild-in and out of bed?
Hmm. I can think of a couple of places. Val likes his nape played with, but if I’m in the mood for some passionate lovemaking all I have to do is kiss or lick the skin over his hipbone. It makes him crazy and he can’t hold back.
Q: What was one of the most embarrassing thing your author did to you in Stage Fright?
Well, giving me a job as a dancer in an all-male revue was pretty embarrassing. It took me a couple of months to get used to all that attention.
Q: Anything else you would like to add?
Next time you’re in
Las Vegas stop by the Erogenous Zone.
Maybe stick around after the show and say hi to the dancers.
Thank you Jesse for joining us on 'Meet the Character' day here at Dawn’s Reading Nook Blog. Please find Stage Fright by Pender Mackie at
Genre: Contemporary M/M Novel
After six months dancing in a
all-male revue, Jesse Snowe
is used to being groped by enthusiastic females, but he's more interested in
Val, the sexy new bartender. Jesse's tired of the closet, but when he thinks of
coming out he gets stage fright. The thought of telling his fellow dancers he's
gay makes his palms sweat and his heart race and not in a good way. Dating Val
under the watchful eyes of the dance captain could reveal Jesse's secret and
might be more of a gamble than Jesse's willing to take.
For Val Tremain the glamor of Vegas is wearing thin. He's even less enamored with his new job, but knowing he'll see Jesse's beautiful body makes it easier to go to work. When Jesse hints he's interested Val can't believe his luck. But Jesse's latest dance routine encourages a little too much audience participation and Val struggles with jealousy.
Jesse knows his job's hard on their relationship and being closeted doesn't help. Strangers slap his butt every night, yet he's afraid to touch his lover in public. If he wants this relationship to work Jesse may have to reveal more than just his body.
Jesse watched Chaz, their dance captain, work his magic. Chaz was an old hand at stripping and made it look so easy. He had a woman from a bachelorette party up onstage. She reached around and gripped his ass hard, her fingers digging into tanned flesh. Chaz pulled her to her feet. Jesse could see his muscular ass bunch and flex as Chaz mimed grinding against her.
Jesse looked over at the bar and sighed. The new bartender was wiping the counter. He wasn’t even watching the show. Maybe the new guy wasn’t gay after all. The guy behind the bar seemed more interested in dirt than dancers.
Jesse scrambled into his next costume, then nodded to Eric, their MC, from the side of the stage. “And now, ladies. Here’s the newest member of our revue and the baby of the group, Firefighter Jesse.”
Jesse bounced onstage to shouts and catcalls. He did a couple of backflips, then slapped on his helmet. His routine went off without a hitch, but as usual he needed to mentally gear himself up for the finale. He grabbed the crotch of his tear-away turnouts and yanked them off, leaving him in nothing but his T-bar. After six months of working as a dancer, he still felt kind of stupid wearing the minuscule thong, but he was grateful for the no-nudity policy. It helped him maintain the illusion that he still had some dignity. He spied a table that didn’t have too many drinks on it and jumped into the crowd.
The audience loved it. Jesse danced the length of the table, shaking his ass for the screaming women—and saw the bartender watching. He faltered, then recovered, leaping lightly off the table, squeezing through the press of bodies. He smiled and high-fived outstretched palms on his way as other hands reached for his chest, his butt, even trying for his package. His ass was slapped at least three times before he managed to return to the stage.
“Let’s hear it for Jesse. Who wants Jesse to put out their fire?” Eric asked the enthusiastic audience.
Backstage Mike threw Jesse a towel. “Holy shit, they’re wild tonight. I wasn’t sure you were going to make it back in one piece.”
Jesse wiped the sweat from his face and chest. “Me neither.” He shook his head, smiling. “Gives a whole new meaning to audience participation.”
Pender lives in
though she spent her
childhood years in Canada . England
An imaginative child, Pender wasn't a willing student and didn't learn to read until age nine when her father—deciding some incentive was needed—promised her a pony as soon as she could read a newspaper.
Properly motivated, Pender picked up a book and discovered the joys of fiction. Though her infatuation with ponies didn’t last, she still loves a good story.
When she's not doing what seems like endless laundry, she's busy coaxing another story into shape.