"Two members of an art club pursue an interest in each other."
Jenny looked around the crowded room, at those who sat or stood at their easels and gazed thoughtfully at their work in progress. She had retired early when still in her ‘prime’, and she had the means to attend Artistic...
"Annette's darkest erotic dreams turn scarily real."
Over hill, over dale,Through bush, through briar,Over park, over pale,Through flood, through fire……Annette ran like fuck.Her muscles burned from hill-climbing, her lungs from dale-traversing and pale-hurdling. Her ash-blond hair had snagged on bushes. Briars had torn her gown and fires...
