“I’m looking forward to meeting Cousin Lizzie, at some point,” said Hal, as they relaxed back in Ben’s garden. “She’s a scream,” said Melanie, “but I’m not letting her near either of you until I have had my wicked way with you both.” “Mel, sweetheart,” cried Ben, going down on his knees. “How could you doubt our fidelity for a moment?” They all laughed at the ham acting. “I don’t doubt you for a moment, noble sirs,” sai...

Melanie arrived home just before ten. After making herself a cup of tea she changed out of her outfit and put on a rather drab dressing gown. She had decided to Facetime Eamon, partly in the hope catching him out, and partly to set the scene for the following day. “Hello Mel, my darling. How went the beans on toast tutorial?” “Very well dear, but they’re a bit further along than that. How has your day been?” “Very interes...

“I’m home darling,” said Eamon, walking in through their front door. Getting no reply, he walked through the house to the patio doors and looked down to the garden. “Oh shit!” he said to himself. His wife was walking up the steps toward him. She was stark naked and carrying her towel. She was making no attempt to cover up. He knew that whatever he said, he would be in trouble. “If this weather holds,” she said, as she dre...

Melanie first noticed the two men as she pushed her trolley down the dairy aisle of Morrison’s. She smiled at them, encouragingly. They were clearly out of their depth in what they regarded as an alien environment. With smooth efficiency, Melanie scooped up her butter, natural yoghurt and some basic cooking cheddar. She met them again in household. They appeared to be debating laundry liquid. “It’s no good Ben, we’ll just...

Kimmi and Mr. B had just been dating a short while. She was a graduate student and he was about ten years older than she was. They met in a nightclub and Kimmi was instantly attracted to him. She had not dated an older man before but loved his confidence and maturity and the way he handled her. Mr. B found Kimmi to be unlike any woman he had met in his past. She was naturally pretty and had a smaller frame, but ample brea...

Until now, I'd never needed to watch my own house for signs of someone trying to kill me. How things change in the space of a few hours. I stared hard through the windshield, eyes watering between blinks, keeping low in the luxurious Recaros. My normally blood red Mustang glowed muddy orange beneath the sodium-vapor hue of a street lamp. A few hundred feet ahead of me, the suburban box I soon wouldn't be calling home stoo...

Two weeks passed and, like I hoped, the incident between Eric and I had either been completely forgotten or ignored. I prayed that it was the former, but as Eric didn’t seem to be treating me any differently from before, I didn’t particularly care.I did my best to act business as usual around him, and for the most part I succeeded. That is, unless Gavin was around. And as Vincent had moved out of the dorms and in with his...

I like women like my cars: expensive and dangerous. But the brunette hammering on the inside of the trunk lid of my 2015 Mustang GT was in a different class on both counts. Seemed like she was trying to outgun the pistons that raged a few feet ahead of me as I swerved around a beaten-up Honda and cut back in front, tires squealing, wipers on overdrive. Collateral is such an ugly term and I felt terrible to the pit of my s...

Why did you do it? Was I not enough for you? The things you did and said, Hurt me so I must go through it. I gave you my all, My love, my life, and you took them. Only to stomp on it with your words and actions. You claim to be my best friend and my lover, But you are my enemy, my enemy of my own feelings. I love you, I want to devour you; I want to sink my teeth in your flesh. Taste every bit of you till you are crying o...