When I found erotic romance, I was thrilled. I've been a romance reader for dozens of years. I devoured historicals (the longer and racier the better), and Harlequin contemporaries (especially if they had a Greek hero... be still my heart!) by the hundreds. I even wrote a number of them myself. (Unfortunately since I don't know any Greek men, I stuck to what I do know, men as untamed as the Wild West itself.) I'd always been known a "racy" writer. For me, giving my hero a cock was natural. ...