There was a lull.
She peeled her clothes off and her lips grew crooked.
Step one. Transcending.
He was vivid in her mind. Every curve, every crevice.
The hollow of his hip, a path carved in bone.
The scent of his musk.
She closed her eyes. She was climbing.
Posts Tagged ‘sexual pleasures’
It looks like the anti-pornography bill that conservative parties in Indonesia have been trying to get passed, in various forms, over the last few years is going to make it this time round. It’s being hailed by its supporters as a gift to the people during the holy month.
The civil libertarians are up in (probably uncovered) arms about it. So, it’s going to affect tourism, impact on the rights of women, criminalize victims of prostitution and contravene human rights legislation. It could potentially outlaw poetry, works of art, literature — and bikinis in Bali.
Blah-di blah blah, I say.
Like it was decades, or even centuries ago, Indonesia is still a country where babies are born, but never made. Sexuality and sensuality are butchered and fed to hungry dogs with genitalia dragged above the ground. And like it was with me years ago, the dilemma is still the same: should I have some or read some?