Please login to continue
member name:
 
password:
> not a member? JOIN NOW!
> forget your member name or password?
> having trouble logging in?


Fever Dream
by Philippe Guillaume
She woke up hung over, and almost regretted missing a sunny spring day as she crawled back into bed. In her languorous, mid-morning fever dream, she decided that decadence is simply a ceiling fan on a tropical night, oysters for one, or the empty hours in which to indulge the curiosity of a lover's wandering hand.