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“Hello Sarah!” I normally wouldn’t have looked down at the blanket-covered beggar who was camped out in the shop doorway, for his dirty clothes, straggly unkempt hair and silver stubble repelled me and I was anxious to get away. “Don’t you recognise me, Sarah? I’m Roger – you were my first girlfriend all those years…
“Fuck off, you disgusting pervert, just FUCK OFF!” So saying, the young woman screamed and stamped her high heel onto her attacker’s foot. His grip on her breast eased immediately as he backed away. I had been lucky to get a seat in the morning rush-hour on this train from Brighton to London, and the…
“Where on earth is Sue? It’s not like her to be late.” Barry’s shaggy eyebrows met in the middle of his forehead as he frowned, making him look even more like an angry bear than usual. “And why isn’t she answering her phone?” Skip’s soft Scottish-accented words echoed Barry’s mystification at the absence of our…
“Walk in. Shoot him. Walk out. Catch the train back to London and I clear all your debts and give you a nice chunk of change. And Presto Hey! Bob is your uncle!” Big Ron is the owner of the casino where I regularly lose money. He’s also a criminal and a gangster. He came…
Niccolớ Paganini was the most celebrated violin virtuoso of the 1800s, unparalleled even today. But his reputation is forever tarnished by persistent rumours that his extraordinary speed and skill on his instrument were thought to be a ‘gift from the devil’. It was said that his doppelganger was seen on numerous occasions ‘complete with horns…
“Of course I can’t tell him until we’ve signed the contract. Once we’ve officially committed to buying the big house I can push for a better divorce settlement.” “Poor deluded idiot.” I heard my best friend, Colin, laughing at me from my own bedroom as I stood on the stairs out of sight. “Anyone else…
The strangest experience of my life happened when I was asked to survey a derelict old inn in Cornwall. Zennor Point. Zennor Point. Where had I heard that name before? It was stuck in my memory somewhere, floating around with all the rest of the unexplained flotsam and jetsam ‘happiness words’, kind of like the…
I can’t stop thinking about what it felt like to be held in your arms, to have your lips on my nipples, and to feel your hot male strength throbbing deep inside me when you thrust and thrust. . . . I’ve been an upholsterer for thirty years now, but I’ve never found a letter…
“I’m mad about you, I can’t stop thinking about you, please please please can I see you again?” “But you’re married,” the beautiful woman told me. We were relaxing in the large bed in the tiny hotel room, and I was in heaven, unable to believe my luck. The moment I held her in my…
“I grabbed the heavy frying pan and bashed him as hard as I could. All the sausages scattered over the floor. Poor Graham slipped on a sausage, fell sideways, crashed to the ground and cracked his skull open on the kitchen tiles. He was so unlucky.” So saying, Wendy burst into tears, sobbing hysterically. Becoming…