Burlesque

Merely giving voice to the name is seductive. It sounds provocative.  A lingering accentuation of the tongue. A langurous revelation of three syllables that is somewhere between a sigh of pleasure and a whispered secret. It is a celebratory, intoxicating, empowering revelation of the joys of performance. All this and more, because it is also incredibly arousing. I am referring to … More Burlesque

Among the Gorse

A mass of contradictions is Gorse: Keenly fragrant on a warm day, yet Barbed to the touch. Within, an entire world once wound through hidden paths. That fragrance? Purest Vanilla, with something else entirely. A visceral  funk. Arousing.   Beckoning the lusty. To a most secluded of bowers- when with a lover. Hidden by enclosing … More Among the Gorse

Take Me

Bathwick. Bath. 1927. Valeria had watched the man for over a week now, and always in the early morning. From her solitary table on the balcony terrace she would first hear the gentle slap and pull of his oars working the river, then see him glide slowly in to view. Straining on the oars and … More Take Me