Bitch Pad: Three
Perhaps the girl who had been raped was part of the answer. I shall call her Jasmine, as she loved perfumes and bath oils. I believed Jasmine. The…
Bitch Pad: Two
The muscled biker in boxer shorts and leather jacket, which made a sound like heavy breathing when he approached me on strong hairy legs, didn’t look…
Bitch Pad: One
I remember fear and temptation. The laundry room had been installed on the eighth floor, the halfway point between ground level and roof off which a…
The Pursuit of Love
The rain made it awkward to stand outside and watch today. He would have stayed for the full hour in the park as usual, had it not been for torrents…
Legs
Louise had to step over the young man’s outstretched legs, or alter her course, either way giving her student a victory in the subtle war that had…
High Marks
“We don’t need to ask what the poet means, just what he feels. Better yet, Adam, what do you feel when you read these lines?” “What lines?” The guys…
Girl and Cat
Opening her window to the fog, she wondered if the cat had returned. Just before dark last night, she had placed a bowl of mashed sardines under the…
Cougars
Adele would approve his choice. He preferred fair and slender, she dark and large. Of Egyptian background with a touch of the Nubian in his height…
Sweet Youth
Protected by the canopy, Matthew looked over his book and spied on the boy and girl sitting on the edge of the upper deck pool, feet in the water,…
Together Again
A bad habit, viewing so early in the morning. Logging off, forgetting to renew her subscription, Daphne quickly gathered her things and left the…
