Body art chap 2

Jack was enjoying teaching his all female art class. Half the women were over 60, wealthy widows all, but they seemed to enjoy his instruction and his innocent flirtation. the younger students were typical residents[…]

Continue reading …

The bitches

The Bitches I met Ann in the local pub; I hadn’t seen her for years. I hardly knew her, as she was an old friend of my elder sister but she had moved away from[…]

Continue reading …

Love your neighbour

Charlie adjusted his outside microphones. Their main purpose was to pick up bird song from his back yard but they were sensitive enough to hear whatever was going on in his young neighbour’s bedroom. Not[…]

Continue reading …

Grey monday

A grey Monday morning. I'm sat – no, I'm slumped – behind the desk in my office. I look wearily at the clock. Only 10 o'clock – far too early to slip out for a[…]

Continue reading …