Lots Stories

I did not want to do this, but the lights were on, and Xavier had returned. He had something of mine I wanted. Worse, I needed it for tomorrow. It was late and the last chapter of a less-than-impressive day. I only wanted a long soak in the bath and an early night to sleep off this funk. Today was a day of many mishaps; nothing went right. The final insult was my parcel delivered a day early when I was out. My husband was...

It was Friday, and various people were trying to take stock of what had happened in the last few days, and what was likely to happen in the near future. The chain of events that had triggered all of this had only started eleven days before when Suzanne Dempsey caught her husband Ian fucking the woman employed to clean the house, Helen Elwood. Helen lost her job, and Ian was kicked out of the house that belonged to his wif...

The summer after my seventeenth birthday, my parents let me go away on a week’s camping holiday with three friends: Mandy, Sam and Chris. We’d all been friends since primary school, and though we’d gone off to different secondary schools we’d still kept in touch. Mandy’s parents had an old VW Campervan (how cool is that?) and they agreed to drive us all up to the Lake District for a week. Some old friends of theirs had a...