I can’t think of one I shouldn’t have but the ones I didn’t haunt me😂
Where do I start?
My daughter's maths teacher...
Or, perhaps, my neighbour's boyfriend... that was fairly recent. He caught me airing our apartment in my underwear.
My brother's ex-girlfriend... I knew she was bisexual as soon as I met her.
How about a priest about to start Seminary School? Yeah, bad porn film? That was about the only thing I got from going to Church, taking the big 'V' from a 20-year-old.
The best - my mother's hairdresser. I have no idea what I was thinking at the time. She was married too.
Of course, I should not have fucked them in the same way I should not like Foie Gras. I do, and they all tasted like sin on my tongue.
We write to taste life twice: in the moment and in retrospection - Anais Nin.
Would you like to read how I've tasted life? These are my stories.
Postcards - Disillusioned with my life, I left Paris and travelled the South of France for a year. A true story.
These Walls Talk - A young woman with intense sexual fantasies finds herself lodging in a house with an over-sexed couple.
Of Flames and Light - An artist resists the attentions of an enigmatic man who only wants to watch her sketch.