The Church Lady

"We envision a baby each time we make eye contact."

We envision a baby each time we make eye contact,futures are constructed, eye-to-eye progeneration.Your eyes always say that you want to fuck me -they're too articulate to be speaking accidentally.Each Sunday we scan the congregation, first thing -to locate each...

Alison Goes to London: chapter 19 – Make Love to Me

"“My affections and wishes are unchanged, but one word from you will silence me forever." (J.A.)"

 Outside number 38B Tottenham Cunt Road, any parishioner arriving for the advertised Requiem mass that Sunday morning might have noticed a young couple standing guard on the opposite side of the road. Actually, only one of them was standing; the...

She visited the church over the years, where I was the preacher.  A whore by profession, she knew she could wind me round her little finger.  How many times I turned away from the temptation of the devils door. My “church whore”...