When I started university at eighteen, money was scarce, so I looked for part-time work to boost my income. The majority of the jobs advertised were bar work or cleaning rooms in hotels. They paid the minimum wage and to earn what I needed would mean working long hours, leaving very little time for studying or social life. I didn’t want to go down that route; I knew there was something better out there for me. I just had...

  I studied Marc as he slept peacefully. Globules of dried semen tangled in his pubic hair, as a reminder of our lovemaking and a look of contentment filled the character lines on his face.  Placing a few kisses on his brow, I blew and softly whispered into his ear.  " Wake up Mr sleepy head, Catherine needs her breakfast, it's gone Eight, and Edinburgh awaits us." His eyes flickered open slowly, and a broad smile transfo...