A woman gave me fellatio at a nude beach whilst envious men looked on aroused and erect . She whispered in my ear and pleaded with me to fuck her while they watched. And I did. One asked for sex. We looked at him and laughed and swam far out into the bay naked. She took me to a swingers club. I watched while 10 men had sex with her, each in turn. Then I did. Last of all. We used every position that we could.

After a synchronous and powerful orgasm we went to her home and made love all night. She bade me farwell the next day naked at her front gate. Brazen for all to see. We plumbed the depths of the sensual, the erotic and the darker sexuality of the mind. She arranged to work in a brothel for one night. Late in the night I selected her and paid $500 for her as though it were anonymous sex. I waited for her at her home afterwards. We made love past the dawn, as she told me of her adventure. When we awoke we went to Donovans for lunch and spent the money on fine champagne.

After lunch in the waning afternoon, she stripped and swam naked at St Kilda beach. Oblivious of all but me. The next weekend we did it again, and the next and the next. She is gone now lost in darkness. But I am in the light and I remember. I ask nothing of you. Though you may offer. Behind my cloak there is a dagger. Behind your cloak there is a sheath of silk and leather. Is there a time and place that they may fit together?