Title: Blue Balls
Author: RC Boldt
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: August 8, 2017
What happens when the universe gets in the way of your "follow through"?
Truth: A painful condition caused by a prolonged state of sexual arousal without release.
Myth: Only affects males.
I’m beyond frustrated with the man who’s left me high and very far from dry. Multiple times. But, somehow, even though I’m not interested in a relationship, Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome keeps me coming back for more—one crazy, sexual debacle after the next.
Come hell or high water, the stars will align, and the release will be out of this world.
I’m captivated with the woman who’s left me sixty-nine shades of blue, and she's only in this for one thing. The first time, I blew it—and not in the good way—but I’m going to ensure we finally see it through. I need to put an end to this “plague” of sexual calamities and prove to Sarah that we can have more.
It's time to grab the universe by the balls and show it who's boss.
You already get the notion that the book is going to be funny from the blurb, but when I tell you that hilarity ensues right from the very beginning as we get a glimpse into Sarah's inner monologue? Blue Balls starts with a comedy bang and it just doesn't stop. I loved both Sarah (and her one track mind) and Jack (particularly as a former geek myself). The attraction between them was intense and the shenanigans that they found themselves in in the pursuit of coitus were enough to give me blue balls too! The side characters were superb as well. This was my first R.C. Boldt book but it won't be my last - and I'll probably be re-reading Blue Balls when I'm in need of some comedic relief. I give Blue Balls 4.5 out of 5 wine glasses!
RC Boldt is the wife of Mr. Boldt, a retired Navy Chief, mother of Little Miss Boldt, and former teacher of many students. She currently lives on the southeastern coast of North Carolina, enjoys long walks on the beach, running, reading, people watching, and singing karaoke. If you're in the mood for some killer homemade mojitos, can't recall the lyrics to a particular 80's song, or just need to hang around a nonconformist who will do almost anything for a laugh, she's your girl.