It took some time before they recovered. The jazz concert had long been over. The fireplace needed to be fed again, giving them light and warmth in return. This time, Claudia took care of it. Her naked body glimmered in the orange-fiery glow. The heat in the very center of the hearth was not as...

I want more, honey Chapter I Claudia walked towards the bathroom on shaky legs. Suddenly, she stopped and looked at her husband, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, struggling to put on his underwear. She liked what she was seeing. Considering his age and the time they had been together...

Privately, I am an artist by passion and a craftsman by necessity. I passionately practice painting, wood carving and writing. I have been writing since my early teenage years. As an experienced observer of life, I try to see as much truth in this version of reality as possible. But just enough...