Reality runs the risk of spoiling things, don't you think? The fantasy is often better. That's where the soul is fulfilled. Reality struggles to fulfil the soul, that's why we're often so unhappy. But fantasy is the world of the soul...

I wanted to reach out and stroke her, to be gentle and tender towards her. Take care of her.

I like the sounds of words. Words are very enjoyable. I like words because they are... seductive. And I like words because they can contain... fantasies.

Ah, lust. It makes us forget anything we want to. The greatest relaxant, the greatest stimulant.

What would you like to do with my neck?’ I asked. ‘Seduce me with your words. Feel free.

His voice was like soothing melted chocolate. I wanted him to ooze his lovely voice all over my naked body.

No words. Just my finger pointing in silence. My finger silently saying, ’Unwrap me, darling.

I smile at you, hinting at the pleasures ahead, and silently point to the zip at the back of my dress…

Maybe you’re smiling as I stumble to put my feelings into words. But I’m trying to do her justice, you know?