stories

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THE LOVER

Was she the cougar or the prey? Can an older woman really find love on the Internet with a much younger man? You be the judge.

Lightning

All manner of stories are told about us shamans. For a start they say we can fly, a skill allegedly passed on from the people of a far distant land many years ago.

47˚ East 18˚ South 2

I have no idea what's going to happen next

Chapter One from a Good Pot of Red Sauce

Chapter one: Good Pot of Red Sauce

Inter-Village Orgy League: Match Report

Well, now. We are approaching the halfway point in this year's Upper Thyghspreader Inter-Village Orgy League.

The Artist of Death

The first of 19 installments:
Tobin Goffe was your typical struggling artist and life became more complicated when he met Amy, who worked in the seedier side of Auckland's nightlife.

Another Tuesday Night

There's something...hiding deep down inside.

I'm not quite sure if it should be considered Humour, Erotica or considered Miscellaneous. Perhaps a mix of all three?

Secret 4 for the collection.

Memories and Melodies

A woman's poignant reflections of a cherished friend.

 The cat's Whiskers

Mark was used to geting what-ever he wanted. What he didn't bank on was Jane's love of cats stopping him from getting this woman into bed.

WMDN XV

The man attracts paper like a bureaucrat!!!

 'Do you suffer from depression?'

‘Do you suffer from depression?’ she asked.
‘Well..,’ I began, but there was more.

'No, Daddy.'

Finally, I could see her.

Dem Dogs Dese Days

First up, you’re all tossers, so that gets that straight.
Second, and this is just as important, I fuckin’ rule. Alright?

The horseman - part 7

The ghosts of the prairies and a man who can no longer die. The latest stage in a slightly bizarre journey - but feel free to join at any point you want.

Marlton Square

We all have secrets that worry us, haunt us, consume us. Often times, we're not who we claim to be. Secret Number 3 for the collection.

Treading Carefully

‘You look like a street person,’ she said.
‘Funny, that,’ I replied, leaving it there.
Maybe that’s why she gave the next job to someone else.

Joy of Joys

The phone went.
It was Boots in Putney. They’ve got my nicotine patches. I said I’d be there in a few days to pick them up.

David and Deirdre

David’s day started naturally enough.
Being a Saturday, he took the eight-minute bath as opposed to the usual four-minute power-shower.

The Angel's Silence 26

"I really don't want to tell her. She's been under so much stress lately, but I will if I have to."

 MWD

You think enquiries are about the truth? - look within