Dear Diary, It was New Year’s Eve, and Lucy and I had descended upon a house party in Clifton like two predators on the prowl. We were dressed to kill, our silhouettes designed to command every room we entered. We checked our coats with the girl at the door and made our way inside, our heels clicking across the limestone floor. Lucy, a voluptuous brunette with deep, mahogany eyes, was a vision of shimmering excess in a se...

Dear Diary, When I went to university, I attended the hockey trials. I put in a good performance and was selected to be part of the first team squad; I play left wing. I was the only girl from trials who was selected for the first team squad. The rest of the squad had played in previous years. Basically, I was like a rookie cheerleader for DCC, whilst everyone else was a veteran. The next few weeks were spent practicing,...

Dear Diary, A couple of years ago, when I was at uni, I met a guy on Tinder named Dan. He had brown hair with a skin fade haircut, brown eyes, and his topless gym pics showed off his abs. He was a few years older than me and worked in consultancy. We messaged back and forth for about a week, then agreed to meet at a bar for a drink. It was a lively bar with good atmosphere. We had a few drinks, chatted, and flirted a bit....