The Strangler Fig Pas de Deux

"“My poor body, madam, requires it: I am driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go that the devil drives.” Shakespeare, All's Well that Ends Well."

The whirring fan was a triumph of optimism over effectiveness, not a skerrick of breeze cut through the treacly mugginess shrouding my skin. That humidity, redolent of molasses, mango, and frangipani, continually asked: Always the outsider in this fugging hell...

Sara’s Secret Santa: the Minnesota Minx

"Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone. - Charles M. Schulz"

Who gives a flying fuck about rules on the last day of school? Not Sara; nor her besties. For they were the Coven; that self-styled moniker proclaiming us-versus-them defiance. Hitching tartan St Joseph skirts centimetres above a generous interpretation of...

Part Three: Sharing My Japanese Wife – The Budgie Smuggler

"The continuing true story of sharing my Japanese girlfriend/wife with other men."

Keiko met her sixteen-year-old lover at the indoor pool of the high rise condo in downtown Sydney she shared with some wealthy Chinese and South Korean twenty-somethings who were in Australia to study English. For three months Keiko went to an...