‘He places his feet on the ground and switches from the engine, and when he all of a sudden pulls off his helmet and shakes his blond shoulder-length locks into place, it feels as though I’ve been hypnotised. A shiver runs down my spine. The urge to let my gaze drift up-wards is too effective to resist, and I do so without the hesitation. When my gaze matches his, a surge of power is sent through my own body. I totally forget to breathe, and it’s not really until my lungs start to object which i gasp for surroundings.’

This short story is published in collaboration with the Swedish filmproducer Erika Lust. Her purpose is definitely to depict individual nature and variety through tales of passion, intimacy, lust and like in a fusion of powerful tales and erotica.