Bad Day Gone Right

"Maybe bad days don't always have to end that way..."

To say it had been a rough day was probably the grossest understatement of the year. Everything just seemed to go wrong. There I was, sitting on the side of my bed, headphones in, staring out the window. I felt...

The passion was heavy and dark, enveloping my senses in euphoria. His hands shook as they ghosted over my curves, relishing in each new inch of undiscovered territory. His lips overtook mine, molding perfectly as they muffled our sounds of...

Cider With Rosie – Part 2

"The Biter Bit, or Rosies Revenge"

I reached the flat around 3, threw off my coat and made a light snack, washed down with yet more coffee. I sat down at the computer desk nibbling away at the toastie as I scanned my mails, deleting the...