An Erotic Tale: A Hot Night In Crete

It was a hot and sweaty night. It had been over 38c all day and hadn’t relented with the setting of the sun. There was a storm coming; you could feel the power buzzing in the saturated air. For the time being, though, we’d just have to suffer!

I think I was suffering the most. I just wasn’t used to that stifling heat at night. I grew up in the dry heat of North Africa where even though it regularly reached 48c, the nights were always cool, crisp and cold even! I’m used to sleeping in shorts, camisole, and a light blanket. Tonight though, I haven’t been able to let any bit of clothing touch my sweating body. Continue reading An Erotic Tale: A Hot Night In Crete