Julie's depressed because her lover Bethany is overseas and has told her to get on with her life. But how can she, when all she wants is Bethany back? To take her mind off Bethany, her flatmate Cynthia drags her along to meet a sculptress named Margaret. The artist's raunchy nudes turn Julie on more than she would've thought. Then she's introduced to Amanda, Margaret's beautiful model, and her troubles are soon forgotten. The attraction between Amanda and Julie is intense and immediate. Then Julie decides to try her hand at sketching, and Amanda agrees to model for her. But when Margaret leaves the two of them alone, they do more than sketching. It doesn't take Amanda long to draw Julie in and forget about her broken heart. What will happen when Margaret returns to find the two of them entwined together in a passionate pose of their own? Or when Cynthia returns with a little surprise of her own?

The Sculptress

“I’ve missed you,” I whispered. “Oh, God, I’ve missed your touch.”


I heard movement behind me. Margaret was off the bed and now standing behind Bethany. Her hands were at Bethany’s waist and then to the buttons of her shirt. Slowly, she undid them and peeled it from Bethany’s body.


Bethany smiled at me, and I knew all was forgiven. I unbuckled her belt, unzipped her trousers, and allowed them to drop to the floor. Margaret peeled down Bethany’s panties, and Bethany stepped out of them.


Margaret’s hands roamed Bethany’s torso, and I smiled to myself as I saw that look in her eyes I knew so well. My hand cupped her mound as her head fell back, her eyes glazed as my fingers slipped inside her. Margaret was down on her knees, licking at the crack of her bum.


Suddenly, Bethany’s mobile phone rang. We all froze. Margaret fumbled with her trousers to retrieve it.


“Leave it. Come here,” Bethany said to Margaret.


Chapter 11