Till the nineteenth year of my life, my conscious history with female breasts had no chapters to tell. If life were a sum total of fantasy and reality, this would consist entirely of the former, entirely of vicarious pleasures associated with fantasies, w...
When Dobbin awoke from the unfortunate and dizzying nap that had assailed him on Christmas Eve, he found himself extremely pleased. It took him two minutes to figure out the reason behind this unexpected pleasure, and another five minutes to let the reaso...
Three more bends up the hill, and I would be back in the safe havens of the hostel. I had been jogging at quite a brisk pace for over two miles now. But the early morning fog and the ensuing chill caught up every time you stopped for a breather. In this m...
