So there I was, trying to get myself installed for the summer with Robbie in as sinful a manner as possible, when some kind of Karmic moral force decided to slap me on the wrist for it.

A very large and unpleasant burp occurred in my plans; the result was that I spent three days and nights in steaming hot weather alone in a hotel in the middle of nowhere, with no internet access.

And no sex.

On the fourth night, Robbie came to rescue me from hell’s waiting room. Being with him is always exciting, but compared to the last few days, being here now is most definitely paradise.

From the creepily sexy work of Michael Hutter, pervert extraordinaire.