Even among its private jungle of bougainvillea and berenices and half a hundred other succulents, all shaded by the spiny mass of acacia woodland beyond, much of the vila was unbearable in the heat of the day. And so, rather than baking on the terrace and envying the humpbacks that breached and bellowed in the … Continue reading Reunion

This was written at the end of last year, but I never quite got the image right. I'm still not 100% happy with it - the image I hasten to add, not it's subject - who is as deliriously toothsome as ever. Enjoy the gallop to midnight. She'd left a little earlier, to change for … Continue reading Sex Magick

This was very much influenced by the beautiful work of Missy at focusedandfilthy.com. Her Black Rope series can be found here. I am very grateful to Missy - and to her model - for their permission to have so much fun with their work. It's midafternoon in an attic in Haarlem. Sea-light from Sandvoort streams … Continue reading White Christmas

 “Gone for a little early skiing”   V stewed over the text, marinating it in her resentment as she trudged up the sweep of drive to the house. Greenhaw sat as smug and implacable as ever. The sunny stone facade lording it over the village below. At least the bloody Jack wasn't flying today. Because … Continue reading A Little Early Skiing