"He gently pushes me away and looks down on the floor. I lie down on my back, and he throws himself at me. I think he is just as close to cuming as I am. He penetrates me without difficulty and f***s me like Picasso's woman f****d herself while he watched, but today it is not the painter who is watching."One afternoon, the young curator and the handsome male visitor are the only ones in the art museum. The only ones aside from the paintings of Picasso's naked women that surround them and the camera through which someone seems to be watching them...The short story is published in cooperation with the Swedish film producer, Erika Lust. Her goal is to portray human nature and diversity through stories of passion, intimacy, love, and lust, combined with strong narratives and eroticism. -
