On the eve of Halloween I thought this post from a little while ago may fit; an awkward encounter at a fancy dress party. It wasn’t one of my proudest moments (but then how many proud moments do normal people actually have in their lives?), but I cannot pretend it didn’t happen. Here I was,
Parts one and two are here if you’d like to read them first 🙂 I can’t seem to take my eyes off Josh’s naked ass. It is a thing of beauty: tight and firm, indented at the sides. Walking across the bedroom, he looks at me over his shoulder when he hears me sigh, then
The Man took pity on my ‘no action’ lament last week and put me out of my misery. “Poor old bint,” he must have thought. “Stuck at home with no one else to look after her kids. I’ll pop round and do my good turn for the day.” So there I was watching TV on
Well, Ms Andrews has done it again! I loved her Amish books, so was eager to read this when it came out. I mean, Secret Service agent – what’s not to like? And I definitely wasn’t disappointed. Valor on the Move tells the story of the president’s youngest son, Rafael, whose codename is Valor. He’s
Tap Out is the third book in the Bannon’s Gym series from Cat Grant. I read and very much enjoyed the first two, so looked forward to seeing what was in store for the characters next. While the switching POVs can be a little confusing, this book mainly tells the tale of Tom and Aaron,
A few weeks ago I wrote the first part to this, you should probably read that first. You can find it here. I really liked Josh and Ben and thought they were worth a few more instalments. So here you go – there will be another one next week. Hope you enjoy it…. It has
I don’t know about you, but sometimes I really love a good, quick read. Busy lives often don’t leave as much time as we’d like for reading, do they? I’m not always so bothered about the backstory, I just want to live vicariously for a moment through the characters as they experience that first rush
Midday. Thursday. It was the third week they had sat like this. The first time she’d been vaguely amused about the fact that they matched: her red shoes – his red tie – her black dress, his black suit. She’d been intrigued by the contrast between his sharp suit, polished expensive shoes, and his big
Just to point out that this post was written a while ago and things have greatly improved since then! Lately, I have been going without – without food, without sex, without much alcohol. “Is there a point to life at all, then?” I hear you ask, and: “Shouldn’t you just be boring old ‘mum’ instead
Cally huffed and puffed as she walked up the steep slope, glad to spot level ground ahead which signaled the end of her lung-busting ascent. Her dog, Fred, trotted amiably along in front, stopping occasionally to sniff, and cock his leg up trees and plants. He didn’t seem in the least concerned about the gradient
She walked into the hot bedroom before unbuttoning her blouse, the cicadas beating their incessant tune through the open screened windows. Moving slowly, there was purpose behind every movement. Her eyes missed nothing and when they landed on him, he knew. She needed to let off steam and he was the lucky bastard she was
When I was about five or six the idea of dressing up involved an old cardboard box stuffed with my mum and granny’s cast-offs – usually long patterned dresses, scarves and a dozen hats. My brother and I concocted various stories and characters. The only one I remember now was my brother’s ‘wedding’ to one
“The same, actually.” It was James who spoke this time. “Well, not exactly the same. We were in Soho too, and some drunken arsehole kicked off in one of the pubs. It turned ugly and a bunch of people started fighting. We weren’t involved, of course, but we witnessed the whole thing. As soon as
Another successful function is over. This time it was for a charity close to your heart, one that you are rightfully very proud of. You are dressed superbly as always, so elegant, so refined. The jewels sparkle at your wrist and your ears; your ring flickers under the chandeliers with every expressive movement of your
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“What did I say about interrupting?” I sighed tetchily. “Sorry, Sir.” She dipped her head. “But you knew about the passages, right? Why didn’t you use those?” I shook my head and loosened my tie. “If you’d shut up I’d tell you. But no, you keep gabbling on. I think you’re doing it on purpose,
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It is a truth universally acknowledged that a man in possession of his vital parts must be in want of a good pair of undercrackers… And that’s about as close to Jane Austin as I like to get. So, David Beckham has a habit of popping up in commercial breaks and billboards showing off his perfectly formed
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