Platinum Flowers, the longest story in this book, is a story whose dusky setting came from a dream. A dream in which I visited a Baroque mountain city that was a magical blend of Rio De Janiero, Barcelona and the South-east Asian temples of Ankar Wat. That much is true, but the mystical erotic story that was inspired from that dream became a wild self-generating fantasy. It became a challenge to see how far I could push my imagination within the erotic universe. The concept that beautiful women or men can be magically summoned or evoked from another realm is nothing new, nor that a painting can come to life, but I have intuitively woven these ideas, and many others, into a story that I believe will stand up to any erotic fiction written in our times.
