I have loved you in every manner that my imagination could contrive. I have wanted you so deeply that my body sang with pain and pleasure. You have been my obsession, my passion, my philosophers' stone of fantasy. You are my desire, my longing, my spirit. I love you unconditionally. - Sabine Strohem

she hurriedly wipes her eyes so that he can see the girl he wishes.

I do what I want to do. I see where my enthusiasm is. Over the years, my techniques expanded. That's how the writing came out.

It's the nasty and the accident that form the foundation for elegance that comes later.

I have loved you in every manner that my imagination could contrive. I have wanted you so deeply that my body sang with pain and pleasure. You have been my obsession, my passion, my philosophers' stone of fantasy. You are my desire, my longing, my spirit. I love you unconditionally. - Sabine Strohem

One of the key pleasures of receiving a letter is the act of holding and entering the envelope - a sort of cross between Christmas and sex.

She who licks her lips knows the taste of her lover's desires