We sit back at our table, both of us flushed, breathing heavily. Slowly, the pub comes back into focus—the sounds of people talking, the clink of glasses, reality. Our eyes lock as we bring ourselves back under control, the need for each other lingering with the memory of what just happened. You take a sip from your drink. A breeze of cold air under your thin summer dress makes you realize how exposed you are, but this on...

It's our first date. We've been talking on Lush for so long now. The late nights, the shared fantasies, the messages, the pictures, and the videos. Every conversation ends in an explosion of passion. Both of us are imagining and desperate for the real encounter. Could the passion be as intense in real life? Finally, it's happening. My nerves are taut as I walk up to the agreed meeting point. A pub in town. A cozy place I...