My Cousin

Karen. My cousin. Sweet flesh of my flesh. She has entered my dreams so often, I smell her in the soft folds of her slips and the humid little panties I snatch from her laundry. She is beautiful in a way that defies my understanding. Desirable and magnetic beyond my will to resist her. Tiny

The Argument

We’d fought about a tiny little thing. It was what we were going to do for the holidays. I wanted the Maldives, he wanted Europe. He stormed out after it got ugly. Fuck him. I would show him I wasn’t going to sit around and waiting for him. I dressed hot. Short skirt, silky blouse,

A boy goes to his friend’s house and gets a lot more than he bargained for

Roddy’s mother sat on the settee stroking a big black dog. The black butler brought in the boy. ‘Thank you, Charles.’ She uncrossed her legs but crossed them again as the dog tried to nose up her short skirt. ‘Naughty Fritz, don’t you think?’ She smiled at the boy. ‘Wouldn’t you be more comfortable taking