Work in progress....a married middle-aged man and young single woman who live on the same close take the train into central London together one morning...and things spiral from there...up? down? You'll know when I know....I have about 3 or 4 parts written so far....WARNING: Some vivid sex scenes. For childish adults only!

Full moon Under the bright, full moon, mice scurry and chatter. A hedgehog moves sprightly across the lawn. Worms pop up from their burrows, whilst cats prowl and hunt.

Twenty one, again I love that coloured dress, and those boots are really cool. Twirl, my dear, twirl. You look like a true bohemian. I bought you a necklace and some ear-rings,

On Saturday afternoon a few students from Mr. Henderson’s class met in Anaka Clark’s basement. “Wow,” said Jordan. “Are these your Grandfather’s records?”

Freedom- A conception P K Routray We find seldom the real feel of freedom. From one bondage to another we go on jumping , nothing to wonder. If we break the shackles of rules and regulations,

The meeting takes place in The Blue River Song peak Created by the giants Kostbaar and lieve

A love story spun around TS Eliot's poem "Portrait of a Lady."

In 2003 I was in New York as part of my girlfriend's Art Foundation trip. On February 15th the people of New York believed they could stop a war.

In a sunny afternoon Passing an antique shop They had a sale For a man-size mirror "Special" was their claim Nearby, I inspected the said item The glass with mahogany frame

A police car and a screaming siren. The music for the last couple.