Seat 23E I walked down the jetway reading the ads for global banking and its appreciation of different cultures. At the cabin door, we were greeted by a threesome of cabin crew, all smiling with their pearly white teeth as they checked boarding passes.“Seat 23E, just beyond the curtains,” announced the rather too perfectly coifed male as he indicated with his hand. Nodding my thanks, I shuffled after my fellow economy pas...

 It was the beginning of the long summer break and we were off on an adventure. It had taken several weeks of persuasion, first on mom to get her on side and then on dad who was by far a greater challenge.Sami wanted to visit the National park near where she had grown up and it seemed like the ideal opportunity for an all-girls trip. That would be Sami my stepsister and me, along with Charlene, Aimee, and Lisa.Since the r...

It’s three days before Christmas, and I am shopping for that special something. I’m Lucy, twenty-nine years old, tall, slim and blonde with 34D boobs. I’m a legal secretary and I’m married to Dan. He is two years older than I am, ex-army, he has a rock-hard body and works for the government. Officially he’s a security adviser, which in his case means flying off to far-flung corners of the earth at very short notice, where...

Part One A short flight from my hometown had brought me to Mariners cove. I was escaping from the pain and anguish of a torrid year; the unexpected loss of a close friend, the fallout of a company merger that left me e-mailing CVs again, and topping everything off, finding my girlfriend with her face buried between the thighs of her hairdresser. Mariners Cove was a bustling east coast town, which catered to both tourism a...

Part One The sky had darkened and the temperature had dropped a good ten degrees, all in the space of forty minutes. A loud crack of thunder and a vivid pulse of lightning heralded the arrival of rain. Heavy rain, each droplet full and heavy slamming into the pavement, quickly changing the pale grey slabs to a dark glistening black. I stood in the doorway of my salon watching the gutters flood and small rivers start to fl...

It’s been several weeks since Sam and I went shopping and we’re closer than ever. We had reorganised our room, our beds were now adjacent on the same wall and the rest of the room was laid out with a work area: desks, chairs, and laptops around the corner and a soft furnished kick back zone in the middle.Sam was now widely accepted by our school year, her trendy restyling worked wonders. I deny any suggestions that I migh...

It was a surprisingly warm September afternoon; an Indian summer the gleeful weather forecasters were calling it, and Amy and I were in our accommodation trying to keep cool. Tall glasses of iced tea sat sweating on the side table and a battered old floor standing fan moved the tepid air around our room. I sat at my laptop making final tweaks to my current assignment and Amy sat on her bed moisturising her legs having jus...

It’s fifteen minutes past midnight when I finally knock on the front door of a smart dockside apartment; a part of a warehouse conversion. I’ve hurried here as quickly as I can but we were late closing the bar after the cash register was out by £50. After what seems like an eternity the door opens and there she is, my mysterious red head. “You’re late.” Her voice flat and cold sent shivers down my spine. “I’m sorry, there...

Two months since my promising career in banking had crashed and burned. Two months since that fateful day when our department manager had called all the interns to the conference room and shattered our lives. The bank was very sorry but business needs dictated that they relocate the business to a country with more favourable tax and business regulations. The senior management would relocate too and quite a lot of the midd...

There was something different about the house. It was obvious as soon as I walked in the door. The atmosphere was heavy, oppressive. You know that old expression of being able to cut it with a knife? Well, this was it. My mum came out of the kitchen, looking flushed and upset.“It's Uncle Robert, he’s been in an accident,” she said, her voice breaking as she walked toward me.Taking me in her arms, she explained how he had...

Every year my old college friend Carla hosts her naughty party. It’s loosely themed on Christmas, but it can occur at any point in December. It just depends on when the most friends are available. Each year Carla will send out the invites and include the rules of the year. Last year everyone had to wear red undies. The year before it was fishnet stockings. This year it was a pearl thong. At this point I probably should me...