Gaius Ossia relieved himself off the side of the boat. Looking out to sea, he spied the coastal town of Tarraco approaching. The sun was hot, just past midday in fact. The three-day voyage from Rome was near an end. This time the next day, they would have unloaded their cargo of fruits and animals. There would be time to go to the Amphitheatre for a show. And awaiting him was Valeria, surely the greatest beauty in Roman S...

For as long as I can remember, I always loved soccer. I was a member of the local club when I was six. I played with my brothers and my neighbours in the street. Although my hopes of being a professional were ended by an injury, I still play when I can. So, when the chance to attend the World Cup presented itself, I naturally jumped at the chance! It came about through winning a competition with the Spanish Football Assoc...

My girlfriend Isa wanted to host a party. The only problem with her idea was that we lived in a small one-bedroom apartment in South Florida. Isa said the party would be small, maybe just a few other couples, but I remained resolute that our apartment simply didn’t have enough room. Plus, I knew there was no way the party would be small. A random Sunday came along and I was sitting on our living room couch watching footba...

Hello everybody. My name is Alison. I'm five feet four inches tall. I have long blonde hair and dark eyes. I play a lot of sports and I run every day, so I'm very fit. I was seventeen at the time of this story. I have always enjoyed sex more than my friends. Or at least I have sex a lot more often than my friends. I really like to fuck. Almost every night I have a man in my bed. Or more likely I am in their bed. I don't o...

I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife when I stayed at their guesthouse on the Pacific coast of Colombia. I had travelled to Colombia on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a small remote town, as my uncle had moved there from the UK many years ago, and had bought a guesthouse. My Uncle Gerry was almost s...

When I was a girl, we used to go rowing on the river on summer Saturdays. There were three rivers near us which could go on. The Tamar, the Lynher and the Tavy, and they all joined up into one river just above the dockyard. Which one we chose on any particular Saturday depended on when the tide would be high for that day. High tide was when the river was full of water, and low tide was when the water level in the river wa...

First through the door this Tuesday evening was my ex, Dave. My mouth dropped open, I couldn't find any words to say. He now looked very different to how he had looked when I had last seen him, in the room in the Tiverton Arms in bed, half on top of someone else in the bed who turned out to be Suzanna. Then, he had looked really really surprised and, for the first time ever, at a loss for a misguided smart-alec retort or...

Once everyone had arrived, there was quite a squash at the kitchen table. Someone had to move Jennifer's wheelchair out into the utility room and I'd found some more fold-up chairs from the garden shed. Nicole introduced Suzanna by holding up her hand so we could all see who she was. Except Charity, who couldn't see but still knew anyway. “Everyone, this is my friend Suzanna. She's a solicitor who works here in Tiverton....

No sooner had I finished rubbing Rover's tummy than my phone burbled. Rover was still explaining to me that I hadn't done it for long enough, not anything like long enough, in her words. I shrugged my shoulders and answered my phone. One thing I've noticed about other people's ring tones is that none of them sound like ring tones. The cacophonous racket sounds like their earpiece cable has popped out of their phone causin...

Life seemed a bit tame, back at work in the same familiar surroundings, doing the same things as normal. However, Himari and I had plenty to talk about, as did Lindsey when she popped in round about first coffee time. The no-audio office security tapes would have shown three women with their mouths moving a bit more than usual, and stopping to laugh a lot more than usual. However, the work got done and, finally, it was ti...

Today was much the same as yesterday. Happily, the crèpe suzette vendor had moved to a different location. Either that, or the other nearby stands had got together and physically removed it to the other side of the hall. Or to the far end of the Long Stay car park. The day went slowly enough, what with having to tolerate Jake's Japes with each batch of data sheets. But at least the visitor data kept rolling in. It was our...

Lindsey, Himari and I work in the accounts office at an old-established but slightly falling-apart food factory in deepest Devon. We make pastry products, cakes, cake mixes and powdered drink mixes. The printer was just whirring into life for the fourteenth (and last) time before lunch. On a Friday, lunchtime was a bigger landmark than for the other days of the week. For one thing, most of the ovens were shutting down for...

It was Thursday again, so Lindsey had announced she was going to Pilates as usual. Charity, the blind woman, had invited Jennifer, the wheelchair user, and me to her house on the other side of Tiverton. So Himari, Mandy, and Nicole had decided to meet at Mandy's house, just up the lane from me. I collected Jennifer and she showed me how to dismantle her wheelchair for putting in the car after she'd transferred herself int...

We were all squashed into my kitchen once again. Mandy had brought a friend of hers who was also a neighbour of hers the other side, up the lane towards the farm. She was a distant neighbour of mine, too, and we knew each other only by sight, even if only when she drove past in her Mini. I'd never seen her with anyone, she must live alone. Rover, the cat, had become used to people coming into the house every evening. She...