Remittance Girl

Remittance Girl is a writer of literary erotica, commonly known as smut.

The Winter Kimono

By the time Margot reached the Ryokan, it was snowing. The lobby was a bubbling riot of Japanese in the process of checking out. She strode past them down the corridor to her room. “Mrs. Stevens!” a little voice squeaked behind her. One of the female staff came sweeping down the hallway. She was carrying…

Questions & Answers

“My head hurts,” whined Aryeh miserably, tugging his carefully ringletted side locks straight and furrowing his pale brow. Gold candlelight turned his clear, bright face into metallic planes and shadows.

The Night Shift

“Oh yeah, baby. Fuck, that feels good! Mmm. Faster, baby, faster. Like that… oh yes… oh yes…OH YEAH!!!” click 08:48 “Hit me.” Emma, sitting opposite me cross-legged on the carpet, slid another card across the empty space between us. I picked it up and looked at it in dismay. “Emma, you bitch! Were you choosing…

Personal Jesus

(Based on the song of the same name, recorded by Depeche Mode, Marilyn Manson and Johnny Cash) “Um-m, hello?” “Hello.” The voice on the other end of the line was rich and gravelly, like a man who’d been woken from a deep sleep. Faith was so nervous she almost chickened out and hung up. She…

Lux Aeterna

The strings wind around you, a sonic brace to your spine, but each bowed note takes a wafer-thin slice of my skin. As they join together, great swathes of tonal colour fill the dimness of the room. You breathe them in, filling your lungs with the volume of their swells. So sweet and heady, your…