“Can we dispense with the blindfold now, gentlemen?” Djvonic asked. No response. He wasn’t completely sure these guys even spoke English. One of them said, “Put this on” about an hour ago, thrusting the blindfold against Djvonic’s chest, but that might ha...
Chapter 4 “Come into the changing room,” I said, backing in and pulling him with me, not really giving him a choice. It really wasn’t that difficult; Bob seemed to have crossed a mental line where whatever happened next, he was going to write it off as pa...
Prologue They say that the strength of a couple’s relationship can be measured by their traditions. Actually, they don’t say that at all – I just made it up – but they should, because it’s true. And not just couples, I reckon; it applies equally to all ki...
My rushed getaway from Josh meant I arrived the Sponge Toss booth ten minutes early, so I had an opportunity to get a feel for the game before I started getting hit with wet sponges. Mr Mitchell the P.E. teacher was on-deck, his wet and smiling face mount...
Under normal circumstances I’m a positive person; despite my emotional misery, I finished school with good marks and was accepted into my chosen course at university: a Bachelor of Science with a major in Pure Mathematics. And I did well, well enough to p...
Prologue “Miss Granger, may I ask a question?” Oh shit, here we go. Class smart-ass, Craig Wellman. It was the last week of school and the Year 12s were getting feisty; we’d spent the school year preparing them for life after high-school, treating them li...
Chapter 10 – Muck-Up Day “Good morning, Miss Granger.” I looked up from my desk, startled out of a little daydream. It was only Josh, but even after two years of teaching that term of address still reminded me more of Hermione than of myself. And that mig...
Chapter 8 – Celebrity Bang 2011 was a wonderful year for me. After that extraordinary first date, Kevin and I later revealed to each other that it was our first time – something that hardly came as a surprise to either of us. Belinda spent hours trying to...
We made it back to Manly Cove with time to spare and I even managed to get my bra back on straight. We went to the upper deck again, but this time we weren’t alone; there were a few couples already outside enjoying the summer evening and cuddling in the s...
I woke up at midday with a mild hangover and my face burning from third-degree pash-rash. I pulled on my robe and trudged to bathroom, and as I sat on the toilet, I jerked in surprise at the crazy-woman looking back at me in the bathroom mirror. God help...
The fact that Belinda had brought the new toy with her means she must have at least suspected that I would go too far and end up fucking the shoe store guy; I felt a little hurt at this presumption but also a little giddy with love for her that she knew m...
“Hello. Namaste,” he said, his voice was accented with the clipped precise consonants that were so familiar from my parents and their friends. “Welcome to Sundara. My name is Rajit. How can I be of assistance?” I could feel the cotton of my summer school...
Prologue Hello readers, this is Rupali. I know what you’re thinking: if Rupali is writing the foreword for one of Belinda’s “Headmaster” stories then her secret mystery man is no longer a mystery. It’s true; I know his identity. I feel a bit late to the p...
Private journal of Anna Volakas Monday 22 nd September, 2014 I feel strange writing this down. No, not strange … guilty. I don’t know why I feel that way, because it doesn’t make sense; but I do know what’s causing it and maybe if I put it on paper then i...
Prologue It’s possible I’m not the Headmaster’s favourite person at the moment. It’s equally possible that I am in fact his number one favourite person … okay, top five, whatever. It very much depends on what is happening right now in the gym. The reason...
