The Reluctant Bull
Eloise wanted to be a swinger for a night. So did Jamie, but he couldn't.
This was treachery. Eloise scared me, innocent in demeanour, demonic in deeds. Seduced by her subtlety, tempted by a trail of sensual breadcrumbs, I was easy prey. Tonight was the night. In my bathroom, the careful drag of the razor blade gave me time to reflect. Of course, I should have seen this coming. It had been a tough year filled with loss and self-discovery. Experiencing such a break-up created many moments of wis...