The spring air in Paris was sweet with the promise of new beginnings, and I felt it in my very soul as I stood at the arrivals gate at Charles de Gaulle, my heart thrumming a nervous, excited rhythm against my ribs. Jean-Pierre stood beside me, a calm, reassuring presence, his hand resting on the small of my back. I was scanning the crowd, my eyes darting from face to face, searching for the one that fuels my fantasies. T...

EIRA Anyone familiar with our ladies’ club will know that as I was the last "debutant", it was now my turn to be hostess. This came with the added responsibility of finding a new debutant and at the end of Part 3 of our story "The Waitress", Emma and I hit on the idea that Becky was the obvious choice. And then, the planned house purchase alluded to in our story didn’t happen because my husband Oliver and I received news...

The exciting fantasy I shared with the woman I had fallen in lust with was about to come true. I was flying, via Amsterdam from Paris to Stavanger, Norway, a spectacular setting whose natural beauty made it the perfect location to finally meet the natural beauty of the woman I had longed for ever since first seeing her on Lush- Eira. Fortunately, she felt the same way about me. I call her my Norwegian princess. Her natura...