Yesterday Blog: 8THSTREETLATINAS lay back on the bed and absent-mindedly let a hand stray downwards. It was starting to feel quite warm and she felt flushed. Images filled her mind: a dark room, bodies writhing and a mindless, debauched hedonism. And then more abstract: shadows of giant phallic demons, opulent breasts and pearly posteriors, desperate clawing, drowning, the moon pulling the tide over and over again¡K
