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 someo...
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...
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 notice...
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 wo...
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...
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 fourteen...
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...
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...
We all try to compose ourselves after the slightly edgy discussion about our future friendship. It seems that you and I have agreed to physical sexual contact with Lise and with Marie, and the only condition, so far, is that only you are allowed to make m...
First, I had to get Charity, the blind woman, to where Jennifer, the wheelchair user woman, lived. I went to Charity's house and guided her into my car. It was raining lightly and we hurried out of her house and into the car, her cane poking everything in...
My kitchen, the one I'd thought was plenty big enough, began to look a little bit on the pokey side. Everyone squashed in as best they could. Himari, Lindsey, Jennifer, Charity and the new girl Mandy. “Everyone, this is Mandy, my friend and next-door neig...
Between invoices, I told Himari what Jennifer and I had got up to last evening. Fortunately, the office CCTV had no audio capability. I could see her eyes sparkling, although she was curious about me having to use the other wheelchair. “How would you feel...
Next evening, Himari and Lindsey couldn't come. It was Lindsey's Thursday Pilates group, and Himari had something inscrutable to do but she didn't say what it was. Jennifer didn't seem to mind just being the two of us when we'd talked about it last evenin...
They all arrived on time. I'd heard a car draw up alongside the house as opposed to outside the front door, and I watched Lindsey get the wheelchair out of the boot and assemble it for her friend who heaved herself into it directly from the front seat. Je...
My name is Stella and I work at an old-established but slightly falling-apart food factory in deepest Devon. We make pastry products, cakes, cake mixes, and powdered drink mixes. I am twenty-seven years old and single again after finally catching him red-...
