Ok. I love writing, will immerse myself in my latest project for weeks and weeks. But oh dear! As the storyline winds its way to its erotic conclusion, I have to write the sex scene.
Today I had this thought: Wouldn't it be nice if some eager and fresh young thing could think up the sex for me. You know: the bodily combinations, the numbers involved, the who put what where, and how many times.
I could be like one of those old masters who employed hoards of young apprentices to knock out masterpieces in their signature style
So if anyone wants their fantasy immortalized in print, send your CV — along with an example of your most depraved imaginings — to me here at Luca Towers and I'll see if I can squeeze it into my next masterpiece.
On second thoughts. Better not.