I'd been invited to a dinner by an author who wanted me to illustrate the cover of his book. That's my job, you see, an illustrator. A moderately successful one, even if I do say so myself. My lodger, James, had agreed to come along with me for moral support. I say, lodger. There have been some perks to the arrangement. **** Be cool, act disinterested—I'd been giving myself this advice all week, but it wasn't working part...

There is a dark side to us all, sexually I mean. I'm not sure I understand mine completely yet but I sense that it is there. It excites me, scares me a little. My fling with Neil and his flatmate Sally started me off on my adventures exploring my dark desires. I am a nurse and Neil a writer of sorts. We met at a conference I was attending for work; advances in stroke rehabilitation. I was giving a talk and Neil was in the...

I have to confess my boyfriend is a bit of a tart, a gorgeous and sexy tart, but a tart nonetheless. He’s a writer, well claims to be. That’s not fair, he has had one novel published, some angst-ridden shit. Not my cup of tea at all. To be honest, I don’t know why we are still together. Ah, I remember. James has the most delicious, sexy body and the most beautiful cock you can ever imagine. We are both in our early 40s, w...