Darkness cloaks the guest bedroom in Yolande and Alain’s house. Total black. My body sinks into unfamiliar sheets, but sleep shatters. Guttural moans seep through the wall. Low grunts. Flesh slapping flesh. Alain and Yolande.…
The nightclub throbs, dim lights pulsing like heartbeats. Marc spots the reserved table. Caroline’s leather mini-skirt hugs her ass, black backless top teasing her tits. Marie’s laced black mini-shorts and bolero scream fuck-me. His cock…
Heart hammers as Rudy kicks me out. Midnight parking lot. Dressed like a slut: mini-skirt riding up, tits spilling from lace. Bag has condoms, wipes. Pulse races. Taxi to Avenue Leclerc. Stomach knots, pussy throbs.…
The hotel suite door clicks shut. Dim light. Jeanne’s eyes widen at the curtained wall. I yank it back. One-way mirror. Empty room beyond. ‘Your fantasy,’ I whisper. ‘Woman spying on lovers.’ She smirks, but…
Friday, June 24, 2005. Heat smothers the streets. I draw the shutters in my old meulière house. Not fully closed. Slats let me spy the slow neighborhood pulse. Like Rear Window, but dirtier. 8:30 a.m.…
Late 90s. Paris. The dancing hall near Place de la Madeleine pulses with retro tango. Sunday afternoon thé dansant. Air thick with cheap perfume and cigarette smoke. Heart hammers as I descend the stairs. Semi-darkness.…
Midnight shift on the Starbreath. My pussy throbs, soaked from fantasies of Ardent. Heart pounding, skin fever-hot. I strip off my suit, panties drenched in slick. Barefoot in artificial gravity, I slip into his cabin…
The small room in the monastery reeked of herbs and old stone. My feet throbbed from the chase, but my cunt burned hotter. The superior knelt, smearing ointment on my soles. I spread my legs…
Our Perpignan apartment hums with morning light. I’m Malia the Gazelle, 28, curvy Kabyle nurse. Heart pounds as I wake early. Michel sleeps. I skip breakfast, glasses on, bend over him. Kiss neck, chest, belly.…
The bungalow’s bamboo walls breathe lake air. Mosquito net drapes the princess bed like a vice trap. Inle Lake mirrors the stars outside. My heart thuds from the boat ride. Her shoulder grazed mine all…