The canteen filled with the hustle and bustle of sagging figures, broken thoughts and repressed relationships. Bog-standard nourishment was supplied and tables were monitored closely; we weren’t allowed to fraternise or talk about any subject they deemed...
Sam handed Rebecca a glass of wine and smiled; his handsome face had a dreamy expression as he watched his wife drink. He could see she was tired but he was horny. Rebecca was always working late so he rarely got any time with her. He waited until she fin...
Rebecca had always been quiet and meek around others. She kept herself to herself and clung to her few, close, friends who liked her just as she was…and why would she want anything more? Her days were usually long and stressful but knowing that the weeken...
