Column: Saying something stupid like…

…”Am I wobbling  a lot?” I often think our whole lives are led by what we say – “I do”, “yes, I’ll take the job”, “Ok – I’ll put on the gimp mask”, “go on then – I’ll stay for another drink” etc. etc. Drunken Slut Mum has many moments when she wishes that, rather

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Erotica: The Cunning Linguist

I’d really like to pork you.” The belch that followed this erotic request only served to emphasise the charm of the speaker, an obvious City boy with a face that had the puffiness of a heavy drinker who lived on junk food, and a body that, though slim, hinted at imminent rebellion around the stomach.

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Erotica: Playing the Game

He’s sitting at a table in the bar when I walk in. I’ve been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever. He’s cooly sipping his pint, but his eyes have the same evil glint as mine do. Of course, we’re meeting as friends. But we both know that we’ll be leaving as lovers.

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