He produced a wide silver tray with wrought handles that was piled with sliced bread, grapes, apricots, oranges, apples, cheeses, and a goblet of red wine, and put it on the bed.Wine? I asked. I wante...
I was lying on a soft bed of fallen leaves, their crunch unmistakable beneath me as I twisted and writhed. The air was cool, but he was beside me, keeping me warm. He was as familiar to me as my own b...
What will I taste like? I asked.He inhaled deeply at the base of my throat. Sweet and pure, he answered, like white lilacs.
Princess of the night, I have come to offer myself to you, you say in French, the language of my homeland. Come with me. I am trying to look inside you, to foresee your intentions- lust, rape, or rans...
Waiters began to appear with tureens of soup, platters of fish and meat, and bowls of vegetables. Another with a huge gold tasting spoon hanging like a necklace at his chest showed the Count a bottle...
Lights like stars whirled past me from out of the darkness, and when I opened my eyes, I was lying on a bed covered in rich tapestry and piled high with pillows. The room was lit by candles in colossa...