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She’s in a cab, crawling through the London streets during a tube strike. It’s hot and the air con is on, she’s now a little too cold. He’s messaging her… more ›
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I hadn’t seen him in 6 months. The last was the week before Christmas. Each time this year, his texts had come through at the wrong time or I had… more ›
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Finally, summer had hit the city. And it seemed stupid to just go home and sit in front of the TV. I picked up a chilled bottle of wine from… more ›
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I’m opening the wine in the kitchen – just for him. I’m not having any because I have a big day tomorrow, sensible as usual. suddenly he’s in there with… more ›
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It was a spur of the moment decision. He’d suggested he drive to my workplace to meet – apparently he was 7 minutes away and just about to walk into… more ›
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Morning. Way too early to get up. We both twist and turn pretending we’re asleep. He gets up to the bathroom, I then take my turn. Today the gap between… more ›
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It’s been a while since we had a guest post- and who better to fill our holes than our recent discovery @timmytuttles. We devoured his Ebook in one sitting and… more ›
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It was our first proper date. Dinner and a movie. With anyone else, or even alone, these things are mundane, everyday. He held my hand all through the film, his… more ›
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This time he brought weed. It was good shit as well. As soon as I unrolled the foil wrapping the plastic bag I could smell it wasn’t just some run… more ›
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Post-fuck. He’d already eaten and refilled his wine glass. Now he wanted to play me some music – his music. Mine wasn’t good enough. And then he wanted to show… more ›
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