"Glissando" by Mark (MarkB@aboy.demon.co.uk). The guy has failed in his attempts to get lucky in the Netherlands the night before; but now that he has sobered up, it looks like things might take a definite shift toward the better. At first I thought I was going to read my first story of Strip Yahtzee - a game to which the Dutch are apparently addicted, at least in its non-striptease format; but that lead didn't pan out.

Then the guy does get lucky. Real Lucky. The target of his emotions can barely keep her hands off him while they go up the steep stairs to his apartment and he bites her on the ass. When they enter the room and the clothes stop flying, there she is: her feet a good meter apart, braced against the onslaught she momentarily expects; her legs, slim and white, straight and locked, angled towards each other so that the eye is led up along the smooth curving thighs to their apex; and there is her cunt, spread and opened, pink and gleaming, moistening the trim crinkles of its surrounding light brown hair; above that, the asshole, nestled between the impossibly perfect geometries of her buttocks, which are thrust out by the arch of her spine. Her hands are resting on the back of the sofa, and she is looking over her shoulder in the direction of his throbbing erection.

Then things get really interesting; but you had better check this one out for yourself.