This is a seduction. I realise this suddenly. The blindfold is not a game. She is not a child. The knowledge of this shifts something inside me. When I take her hand there is a warm slickness between us. I am faint with the heat of it. I sway, but by some miracle remain sitting. My clothes itch at my skin and my shoes are anchors.

"In all my years as a worker with writers, and working among some of Australia's finest writing, I have seldom seen writing as original, as beautifully strangely angled as Krissy's." -- Judith Lukin-Amundsen (Editor)

"Krissy Kneen's writing captures the complex charge of the erotic, edged with pathos, hope, love, loss and hatred, the work disturbs as it arouses. Edging the reader beyond comfort into the unsettling, but deeply enthralling, world of the erotic." -- N. A. Bourke (Author of "The Bone Flute")

"Like the best literary erotica out there, Krissy Kneen's exquisite stories simultaneously turn you on, then turn things on their head. Kneen is like a literary black widow-- she'll seduce you with her words, before chewing you up with something chilling and warped. Both beguiling and bizarre, and not for the faint-hearted." -- Benjamin Law (Writer for Frankie magazine)