Friday Flash

Strong fingers

I watch his finger curl around the stem of the glass and I find myself wondering what his fingers will feel like curling round my nipple or reaching into the…

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The Cure

Come on” she said, pulling me by the hand through the crowds “It will be romantic” “No Jenny, I can’t, I hate heights they make me feel sick” “Oh don’t…

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Darling Simon

It was the sound of my childhood. Every night I would lie in bed and listen to my Mother in the tiny little box room next to mine writing away…

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