Finally, after months of on-and-off Covid lock downs and restrictions, I was at the wheel of my dad's SUV, eager to celebrate my twenty-fourth birthday with Jules and Naisha, two girls that I knew from university. We were determined to get the hell out of Sydney for the day, while avoiding crowded beaches or parks. It was October 2021 and, over the last eighteen months or so, the Covid-19 virus had disrupted my university...

I was sitting, buck naked in the driver's seat of my dad's Land Rover Discovery 4 (I was able to use it while my olds were stranded in Queensland), feeling on top of the world. I'd just been resoundingly fucked, cargirl style, by Naisha, a lovely Indian girl I had gotten to know through Jules, who was an equally lovely red-head I'd met at university. Both were naked and sitting on the backseat, replaying the video that Ju...

Oh, man! It felt like a horse had kicked me in the stomach. I leaned against the kitchen bench, feeling out of breath and nauseous, and staring at the tablet, still open on the table. How the fuck could Cathy do this?! Why the fuck didn't I see it coming?! Truth to tell, I should have seen it coming. Cathy, my sexy, loving partner for three years, had landed herself a two-year research scholarship to Germany, and had left...