He kissed her over the proposed palliative care bed. It was a smack really and their lips had never met between them this way during their lives and it would never happen again this way. There had been pecks on the cheek but never one on the lips for such length. A smack. Nathan stood…
Nathan cried his rapture to the Gods… and they were prepared to listen and take note. It was a personal experience of taste and tenderness. It was the tale of snails or oysters. He listened to his social worker speak to him at the pub. He had a new one this time and he was…
Anne’s vibrator broke down and so did Anne. “Why now?,” she gasped at the point of orgasm. “Perhaps it’s the batteries again,” said her lover and second in command at the mental health unit whose name was Pippi. “What mischief shall we get up to today?,” asked Pippi. “I have my idee fixe as you…
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