“Nothing satisfies me more than a proud man humbled at my feet. The melting of ego as he takes his rightful place beneath me. A palpable eagerness to ascend higher - the feet a gateway to an expanse he is frustratingly denied access to explore.”

“She braced herself with one arm against the wall and placed her left sole on the centre of his chest. She paused, feeling its rise and fall - his breath shallow, and rapid. Slowly she stood upright, allowing him time to adjust to her weight before adding her right.”

“It is a weekly ritual, a moment where we pause and reaffirm our connection. A reverential reflection, a process of contemplation that draws us back together amidst the noise of the outside world.”

“The clicking of a lock transports us both to another world. The lines between our private and public lives blurred in ways imperceptible to others, but visceral to us.”