"So, where do you work out?" P rested her hand lightly on my buttock for a lingering while. We had known each other for all of 7 minutes at this point. Well, 7 minutes plus the weirdly polite email exchange that preceded my waiting for her outside a...

When we were naked she reached for the light switch. For a moment, she sat on top of me in the darkness. The first thing I noticed when my eyes adjusted to the light coming in through the curtains was her tattoo, black and spiny, snaking over her...

Yours truly has finally arrived in the land of the Kama Sutra. This weekend I got the opportunity to read about myself in an Indian newspaper when The Hindustan Times ran a story on erotica in the Sunday supplement Brunch. Given that Indian notions of...

"Honestly, I don't even want you to say hello." "OK." This was starting to look like an interesting plan. I had merely suggested visiting her for a quickie. Kim is a busy girl, and I thought I might drop by one afternoon. "Knock, I open, then...

So, the grand master of anonymous bloggers, Belle de Jour, has outed herself to India Knight in the Sunday Times. Honestly, I feel like writing her a fan letter just for the elegance of doing this with the journalist who panned her first book. Not...