Red Confession: Midnight Christmas Blaze
The clock ticked past 1:30 AM in my dim Paris apartment. Christmas ghosts lingered, Cassandre's…
The clock ticked past 1:30 AM in my dim Paris apartment. Christmas ghosts lingered, Cassandre's…
Winter last year, south of France. Chilly Thursday night outside a trendy club in the…
In the sultry glow of her private apartment at the Paris court, candles flickering like…
Thick charmille hedges swallow us whole. Night air thick, suffocating. Laughter fades. Just Melanie and…
Eyes darting, heart pounding. Disbelief chokes me. Grand tree-lined alley. Strangers ghost past, blind to…
January chill bites near Metz cathedral. Gray sky heavy, pigeons fight crumbs. Heart pounds. Impatience…
Planet Bananoïd. The deep, humid valley of all desires. Air thick with musk. Sweat slicks…
6 AM TGV to Paris. Fresh June air bites. Tailleur Naf-Naf hugs curves, sexy slash.…
Stomach full from Francine's feast. Nine PM. Doorbell shatters quiet. Philippe struts in, eyes devouring…
The envelope scorched my fingers that Wednesday morning. Hot already, my déshabillé clung, transparent. Alfred's…