‘I feel my chest getting small and sore, as if they were going to burst. I’m leaning casually against the counter, but what no one can see is the man’s hands squeezing my chest, making the skin look out through his fingertips. EASILY stand perfectly still and concentrate, I can experience the tingling sensation of the tiny dark hairs on the back of the man’s practical my lower arm. I hold my breath and let out an instant gasp as I raise my head to notice him. I meet his gaze.’

This short story is published in collaboration using the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust. Her intention is certainly to depict human being nature and diversity through stories of interest, intimacy, lust and like within a fusion of powerful tales and erotica.