"Sex and nothing but. Or was it? For both?"
Chapter 4:Stefan spent the winter trimester productively but, regarding any sexual adventures, uneventfully in Tübingen. Although he had Irmgard’s phone number, he had decided not to ring. Despite his wish to continue his relationship, Stefan did not feel entitled to...
"Sex and nothing but: or was It? For both?"
Chapter3:Irmgard and Stefan’s relationship began in late September. Until Christmas, Irmgard continued to spend some sex-filled hours with Stefan at least twice a week, whenever he was in Saarbruecken.Except on two occasions, they did not go out with each other. Irmgard’s...
"Sex and Nothing But: Or was It? For Both?"
Chapter 2:Stefan and Irmgard had made no date. Of course, both knew that they could meet each other as 'regulars' in Liesl's café.Stefan was sorely tempted to go the following evening but stayed back to work on his lectures. Wednesday...
"Sex and nothing but: or was It? For both?"
Chapter 1:For the first three months and the last three months of study leave, Stefan Blatt was based at the University of the Saarland in Saarbruecken. The accommodation provided for him was in the University's guest-house. It was surrounded by...
"A brief chance affair, rich in meaning, pleasure and rewards."
When I got on the plane in Manila to continue my journey to Frankfurt, my assigned window seat was taken. A child or woman was curled up in sleep or indifference against the cabin's wall. The plane's flight had started...
"It is never too late for remembering, reliving and catching up."
From: [email protected]: [email protected]: Telling all: Who to?My dearest Rene,After your last mail and the follow-up text, letting you into my secrets may read disappointingly dry and barren. So, before I set to it, I want to tell you how much...
"It is never too late for remembering, reliving and catching up."
From: [email protected]: [email protected]: Have you ever …? Dear Mari,First, my apologies for my sudden departure yesterday. And, yes, the lying. I had to be nowhere, and I wanted to be nowhere more than with you. I took flight! Again! And after...
"Once upon a time, there was a chance encounter in a Beetle."
In the 1950s in St. Kilda, Melbourne’s beach-side, playground suburb, several so-called Continental Clubs had opened up. They added to St. Kilda’s nightlife a touch of central European ambience, quite different from the still British-colonial evening entertainments in the rest...
"Two strangers meet for a one night adventure: Was it more?"
I was leaving for a year’s leave to study and teach at two German universities. Unlike business travellers, I was not pressed for time. The travel agent had secured for me not only a cheaper but a, possibly, more interesting...