Get in the chariot, we're going to Athens.
The penultimate (or as I like to think of it, peen-ultimate) Cordelia Delachatte sexploration, Worshipped on the Acropolis, has arrived at long last. Cordelia, Jones, and Bastet are in Athens to enjoy delicious food, cozy banter, and oh yes signature lady sexplorer debauchery.
One of the many reasons the series delights me is because I've visited all of the places Cordelia hits on her adventures, so it's like I get to re-live my travels, now with 800% more cock.
Likely statue of Paris, possibly by Euphanor, 4th century BC, National Archaeological Museum, Athens. Recovered from the Antikythera shipwreck.
One of my most memorable afternoons in Athens was spent at the National Archaeological Museum, which has one of the most "wow, so this is where the textbook photos come from" collections in the world and also a lovely café in an interior atrium, complete with CATS!
I enjoy the ancient bronze nudes because of course. First off — and I know I bang on this a lot — but the ol' story that all the dicks in art were on the modest side because marble statues got dropped and/or damaged? Hard to believe when we have CAST METAL nudes and they're not hung like KU coke can MMCs. Dick size preference is historical; circumcision practices are ESPECIALLY historical. At some points, showing bare cockhead was considered so rude that athletes tied their foreskins shut to prevent wardrobe malfunctions.
But the very best part was seeing in person the inlaid eyes on some of the statues. There's a quote in Alberti's On Painting about how paintings contain a divine force that makes the dead seem almost alive. The same can be said of these statues, which gazed at me from across time and told me write the smut, Lizzy, and make it as nasty as it needs to be.
Well, when you put it like that, statue daddy, I just might!
