Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl. Okay, she wasn't a showgirl, but her name was Lola. She had the kind of smile that makes you weak at the knees, your heart flutter and your knickers a little damp. I was standing in the doorway to the ladies dressing...
There is nothing sexier than stockings and high heels. Well, that's my opinion anyway, and I'm sure it's the opinion of the majority of men too. My friend Marie and I are always having this discussion, the things we find sexiest about the opposite sex and...
After last week's rehearsal I was trembling with anticipation at the thought of seeing Ted. My stomach was in hot, slippery knots and it took every ounce of control not to touch myself through my clothes. But I couldn't have that. I was a nice, wholesome...
I was filled half with dread and half with nervous excitement as I made my way to rehearsals on a slightly warm, March evening. Tonight would be the first time I would see Ted since I’d written the stories about our passionate encounters in July, while th...
It was the last night of our production of ‘Much Ado About Nothing’. A small part of me was relieved that all the stress and the nerves would be over, but the majority of me was excited and disappointed. I would have to wait practically three months befor...
I had been watching him Ted for weeks and months. Wheneverhe took to the stage there was a presence he held over everyone. He was one to watch. The night was the 13 th of July and it was the second to last night of our production of Shakespeare’s ‘Much Ad...
