I open my blind, and you open my eyes, To a world, until now, seen only inside, Before me, a street, a building, a pane, And you, clothed simply, in air and a chain. You hold yourself in your unique yoga pose, Your muscles engaged, your body exposed, If only you’d looked to your right you would see, I don’t try to hide what you’re doing to me, You’ve total control of your body, and mine, I’m feeling the way that I do afte...

The trouble with Summer is that the smallest chink in the curtains lets in a blazing shaft of light as soon as the sun comes up. Unfortunately for Susanna, the chink in her room’s curtain, this morning, aligned exactly between the sun and her sleepy eyes. Feeling that someone had come into her room and thrown on the lights, to spite her, Susanna’s first waking action was to curl into a ball and pull the duvet over her hea...

It wasn’t a new format. Politicians had often raised their profile going on invasive reality shows. Housemates, the Jungle, even the sexy Island one had celebrity seasons and there was always a publicity-hungry politician trying to boost their standing, or promote their new, tell-all book. But “The House” was a new concept in National Politics. If the reality shows had proven anything it was that people were better inform...

Carla made her way, quickly, from the pool to the changing cubicles trying, in desperation, to not scratch the burning itch that had interrupted her swim. Safely locked inside her cubicle she pulled aside the edge of her swimsuit and drove her fingernails into her thick, black, pubic hair, scratching like crazy, finding a short-lived but satisfying relief from the irritation. After a good scratch of the area, she peeled o...