"Craftsmanship" by Sue. I always save Sue's stories for a time when I'll have time to relish and enjoy her imagery. The writers of many of the previous stories could benefit from reading and imitating Sue's style. (They could also use the occasion for some private foreplay.) In this story Sue makes passionate love to the glass blower, after she (literally) blows a phallus that he later uses to ravage her cunt. Actually, Sue says it better than I did. If you analyze them really carefully, Sue's fantasies probably would make no more sense in real life than those in the previous stories. After all, what sensible girl would want to watch a muscular young man engaged in his trade, then seduce him by having him help her blow and shape a glass phallus, then have him insert that still warm phallus into her well-primed most private parts, then be driven completely out of her mind by a blazing hot orgasm when he inserts the real thing, then suck his gorgeous cock that seems to fit so well into the environs of this shop surrounded by erotic art that her lover has himself produced until he explodes into a gigantic orgasm that she cannot contain? Or what red-blooded guy would take delight in being used in this way by a lewd and lascivious woman, interested in driving her partner into a state of raging ecstasy only because she thinks that he will respond in a way that will contribute to her own self-gratification? For that matter, who would even want to read about such things? Probably only people like those befuddled readers who are tempted right now to cast this review into temporary electronic oblivion and go find this hot, sexy story. But somehow, Sue manages to use words and give rationales that make it all seem worth fantasizing about.