"Ruby finds herself in need of a natural phenomenon"
It had been a difficult few months at work. The 'too hard' basket on my desk was reaching maximum capacity - a hundred little complicated tasks that everyone else seemed to think was MY job to solve. Every single time...
"A weekend that I wont soon forget"
The last few days since my trip to Boston were difficult. I thought of her often, actually maybe I should scratch that as I thought of her all the time. She was in my head. Kind of like waking up...
"Jenny is an American student in Scotland, who makes a surprising discovery about her professor"
Jenny tied the bow of the black, silk blouse and tucked it further into her short, tartan skirt. One of the things she loved most about Britain was the huge variety of fashions and styles available here, a far cry...
"An intense story"
Look into my eyes. Does what you see there scare you? It should, because I’m going to turn you into something you never dared to dream about, I’m going to make you say things you’ve never heard yourself or anyone...
"A special request."
Saturday morning, the sun is shining through the curtainsand we’re going out for the day, you’re taking me shopping which you never normally do and I reckon you have an ulterior motive. The car is hot and my legs are...
"A lighthearted story with rude bits :o)"
That cheeky smile of yours is contagious, though I’m not sure I can master it with the same sparkle that you have. How can I stay cross with you when I was never really cross to begin with I think...
"A short story that makes me smile."
I feel out of character as I leave the house to meet you.I’m looking around me to see whether any of the neighbours curtains are twitching, as the skirt I’m wearing well it’s short and if the wind blows...
"An angry fuck"
I don’t love you anymore actually I don’t think I ever did. You make me angry all the time, well most of the time and we bicker too much. The sex is good though and when I’m hurting about something...
"Tonight I will dream of you."
Tonight I will dream of you, I don’t know it yet, and as my eyes start to close of their own accord, I sigh a little, nowadays it’s my cue to attempt sleep, and I’m not a fan of sleep...
