CONFESSIONS The morning quickly turned into a disaster for Susan. It was the first time since she had met Brad that she wished she could avoid him. It all had to do with the events of the night before. Susan picked up Brad as usual for their Saturday morning walk. She was conservatively dressed in jeans, a tee-shirt, and wearing a bra. Brad was bright and talkative that morning, but Susan was much less so than was normal....

My grand tour continued around the Highlands and islands of Scotland. Unfortunately, I didn't see much because of the rain. Day after day, the mountains were shrouded in clouds. And the locals just shrugged their shoulders and said, "This is normal, dearie." South of the border, the weather dried up, and my time at Grasmere, in the Lake District, was spent in glorious sunshine. I wanted to visit William Wordsworth's house...

Could I fall in love with another girl? As Brenda drove me to Karen's eighteenth birthday party, that question lingered in my mind. I knew that I desired children and that I wanted to bring them up with a man in a loving relationship. However, I felt that was still years away; even though I was already older than my mother was when she gave birth to me and my sister. I didn’t want to be like Brenda. In strict confidence,...

Zoe stood completely naked before her bathroom mirror, studying herself. It had been six months since she’d started her commitment to the Dedicated Wife Club and making certain her husband, Daniel, was stress-free. Taking the advice of two older women who were devoted to the idea of daily sex with their husbands, Zoe had undertaken the same task. Six months later, her husband received a promotion at work, and she had been...

I lie with Katie in the middle of the bed, her red hair splayed out on the white cotton sheets. Her pink nipples are hard and her curls are damp and smeared with our combined juices. I gaze into her big green eyes and smile at her. I lean in and brush her mouth with my lips. “Oh, Mammy,” she whimpers. “You’re such a good girl,” I whisper. “Am I, Mammy?” she beams with happiness as we snuggle. My fingers idly stroke her hi...

I come down for breakfast the next morning and find Katie and Aoife already at the breakfast bar, munching their way through the crunchy nut cornflakes. Katie blushes and smiles sheepishly, watching me over the top of the cereal box. Images of last night flood my mind as I lick my lips instinctively, imagining I can still taste her flavour on my tongue. She’s wearing the same pair of too-tight pyjamas, the ones I had stri...

My wife, Clodagh is away for the weekend so it’s just supposed to be me and Aoife, my sixteen-year-old daughter sharing pizza and popcorn and watching something silly on Netflix. “Hi Mammy, is it ok if Katie comes over tonight?” I look up from my phone, distracted. Work is hell just now and I’ve seven different things on my mind. “Yeah, sure,” I reply, not really paying attention. Not that it matters, Katie has been in an...

Wednesday was all about going back to college, though no actual lessons, as it was just an orientation day. I didn’t need to find my classes as I had attended the same college last year, but I did have to get hold of my lecture timetable. This was my last chance, if I failed at college again there would be no possibility to study accountancy. I would be back in a dead-end job, or perhaps more likely, half naked and swivel...