Ritual Of The Red Chair

It''s a beautiful chair. All gleaming and evocative and wicked looking; an object of desire, more than just a piece of furniture.I shouldn''t have bought it. Yet when I saw the chair, I saw Simon in it. I could just imagine him lounging against the leather, enthroned like a sex god and ready to dispense retribution, just like one of those vintage disciplinary gentlemen in the Blue Book. Simon and ...