We are all dreamers, living to varying degrees within the perfect circle of dreams we create for ourselves. What sets us apart is the diameter of the circle, and the quality and depth of the dreams, and fantasies, contained within it. Our individual circles inevitably touch, and frequently intersect, allowing us, for however long or short a time, to have those things we hold within our own circle to be both felt and experienced by others, and also to be added to by the dreams of others. I joined Lush mainly to read and enjoy the stories published here, and have contributed several stories myself. The perimeter of my own perfect circle has touched, and usually deflected, most of the other circles that move within the space that is 'Lush'. My time here has been largely one of discovery: of the diameter of my own personal circle and, more importantly, the nature of what it contains. Please do not ask me to reveal what I have discovered: no treasures should be given away so lightly, particularly to (literally) virtual strangers. Do not seek a door, window or other opening to my circle. Such points of entry are often used by those seeking to steal what they do not possess: burglars of things of value. Natural intersection is the only type of connection I permit: and frequently people do not accept this, often because it involves moving into a zone of vulnerability which they either do not want, or are simply unable to do. If you whisper to me in a chat room, and I do not respond, it is inevitably because you.......whispered. i do not engage in any kind of chat, beyond a polite greeting, to anyone with a 'red and white' avatar and/or nothing on your profile. I am often asked why: the reason is because it is lazy, and you will soon find that my circle has no place for this. I have heard every possible excuse why people do not have an avatar, or profile, so yours is unlikely to make any impression whatsoever on me. Intelligence and politeness will always be appreciated.My stories so far have, I hope, been varied and occasionally provocative. The 'Beginnings' series is a work in progress, with a theme of 'older/younger' and also control in sexual relationships, 'Sisters of Eden' (a sequel is currently being written) has similar themes with a religious background, and 'Paloma' is far more 'tongue in cheek' and fanciful. I particularly enjoy the theme of 'control', although overt physical domination is not something I find at all erotic: my preference is for far more subtle kinds of control, primarily based on the mind, which can trap you, and thrill you, far more than any rope possibly could. But we are all different. And my preference is always, always, for the sensual.
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“ People can commit many sins. But the most grievous sins of all are the sins of not knowing your true self, and even worse, of fearing it. ” Dr Sandor Kardos Part One: Dr Kardos The unexpected arrival, nine months previously, of an itinerant Hungarian psychologist had produced an unfamiliar mélange of suspicion and curiosity among the inhabitants of Puente de Almas, a...
Added 20 Mar 2015 | Category Supernatural
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The easiest decision of my life had been to undertake a law degree; the most difficult had become deciding what to do with it. In spite of three years of relentless study, locked away in a law library with little on my mind beyond the obsessive desire to obtain a first class honours degree, when I eventually achieved that ambition I realized that I had no real idea what to do next. It was...
Added 16 Mar 2015 | Category Lesbian
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Lydia stepped out of the shower cubicle, leaving the foaming traces of her day to drain and dissipate in the humid silence. She wound a wide, white towel tightly around herself and moved through to her living room, leaving glassy footprints behind her on the dark wood floor. The letting agency had described the apartment as ‘cosy’. Lydia would have described it as claustrophobic. She found...
Added 02 Jan 2015 | Category Oral Sex
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Sarah had been in Paris for some six months when, out of the blue, I received a call from her asking if she could come and stay with me at my apartment in Rome for a week or two. Of course I said yes. I had not seen Sarah since we left college in Chicago three years previously and went our separate ways. She, with the ultimate aim of becoming a writer, went to work for a small publishing...
Added 01 Jan 2015 | Category Lesbian
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I move within the light and shade, Drawn deep within the dark displayed Within words wild, unharnessed, penned By the low bell. And we to the dream descend Like lovers, dark and formless, who ever need The sudden kiss of rod and reed. And then, the bitter, silent freeze That seals our souls. By slow degrees A silence falls, a void remains. Sweet poison flowing in our veins. ...
Added 31 Dec 2014 | Category Love Poems
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A few months after the German occupation of France in June 1940, Emilio Vargas, an émigré carpenter of Andalusian heritage who had moved to Carcassone in the early 1930s to seek work, decided to return to Spain with his French wife of two years, Elise, who was then eight months pregnant with their first child. Under cover of darkness, in late November 1940, they left their home and made...
Added 30 Dec 2014 | Category Straight Sex
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It is the perfect echo of that day. Leaves on the lawn, gold and green. They lie where they fall, rich and restive, kissed by a cooling sun. Bare branches are once more braced against the snap. The world is huddling into itself. Warm breath finds cool air. An ice-blue sky with the flavour of mint. All is texture. Time is a flywheel whirring in reverse, whistling softly. Today I will take...
Added 26 Dec 2014 | Category Lesbian
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Annalise and Daniel have been married for six years but now she is alone again, as she has been so many times before, her wine-washed thoughts tumbling like kaleidoscope colours in a long, hollow chamber. She looks across the table to the chair he deserted over three hours ago, and reflects on the marriage he deserted long before that. The clock on the wall is whispering; a gentle ticking...
Added 20 Dec 2014 | Category Lesbian
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Sweet aromas of love, air scented, another world Wild thoughts move in the heart of the girl, And slowly awaken what lies beneath a surface tense With heart-whispered, soft-petal promises. Carried to this early morning moment On the white-winged breath of an easy dream, Heaven-given, heaven-sent. She is here. I will touch, I will sense, in angelic time, Her heart, my heart....
Added 07 Dec 2014 | Category Love Poems
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My mother’s decision to send me away to the Sisters of Eden Convent School to complete my education was made, she claimed, for entirely altruistic reasons; to save my soul and to instil the ‘necessary discipline’ to enable a young woman to survive and flourish in a harsh and increasingly immoral world. However, as she began to enthusiastically strip bare my wardrobe and feed items of my...
Added 15 Apr 2015 | Category Lesbian
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