Pain & Pleasure

Hycinth

Standing side-by-side, I clutched the beautiful blanket draped over our shoulders, my eyes drifting over the interior of the quaint cottage bathed in the moon’s glow, taking in the details.

Several dozen candles, grouped together in clusters, provided the only light. Their flames flickered and pirouetted, undulating in a sensual dance with the shadows. My sensitive Wolf nose twitched. The heavenly aroma of fresh cut hardwood, earthy and sweet, filled the air, but I ...