Thamiris writes with the sort of intensity I'd only manage if I were on absinthe. Or something. My brain's a little too small to manage that much free association... There was this fisting scene in one of her stories, with a sumptuous blond boy, and Thamiris says something along the lines of the boy "making sounds like crushed glass" -- or something. Damn it, I can't remember exactly, but I shuddered so hard when I read that!