Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl. Okay, she wasn't a showgirl, but her name was Lola. She had the kind of smile that makes you weak at the knees, your heart flutter and your knickers a little damp. I was standing in the doorway to the ladies dressing room, my mouth hanging open and my eyes fixed on the mirror in front of me. I wasn't amazed at my own reflection, it was the woman who shared it with me, Lola. She sat i...

There is nothing sexier than stockings and high heels. Well, that's my opinion anyway, and I'm sure it's the opinion of the majority of men too. My friend Marie and I are always having this discussion, the things we find sexiest about the opposite sex and underwear is the one we tend to agree on. I'd been with Ted a couple of times now, and I thought it was time I upped the ante. He'd had two girlfriends since we'd been r...

After last week's rehearsal I was trembling with anticipation at the thought of seeing Ted. My stomach was in hot, slippery knots and it took every ounce of control not to touch myself through my clothes. But I couldn't have that. I was a nice, wholesome girl in everybody else's eyes. I imagined most people thought I was still a virgin. If they only knew about the things I got upto! As per usual, hellos and pleasantries w...

I was filled half with dread and half with nervous excitement as I made my way to rehearsals on a slightly warm, March evening. Tonight would be the first time I would see Ted since I’d written the stories about our passionate encounters in July, while the play was being performed. Part of me just wanted to clap eyes on him, but the other part wasn’t sure how much I would be able to take. He would be there in front of me,...

It was the last night of our production of ‘Much Ado About Nothing’. A small part of me was relieved that all the stress and the nerves would be over, but the majority of me was excited and disappointed. I would have to wait practically three months before the cast and crew got back together again. But this one was going to be good. This one would go out with a bang. In my case, hopefully, quite literally. I’d decided to...

I had been watching him Ted for weeks and months. Wheneverhe took to the stage there was a presence he held over everyone. He was one to watch. The night was the 13 th of July and it was the second to last night of our production of Shakespeare’s ‘Much Ado About Nothing’. Ted was playing Don Pedro, the Prince who never manages to find love, while I was stage managing it. Friends kept telling me I should try out for a part...