Tag: lust
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DREAMING OF HEATHER
The bed sheets are damp with sweat. The muggy, warm air offers no relief. I unwrap myself and lie on top of the duvet. This weather has to break soon. It isn’t just the close atmosphere that has made me sweat. I had been dreaming of her again. Vague images of my dream come back…
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STOLEN WEEKEND
Hustle and bustle. Amongst it all I sit alone. Many come and go: commuters, tourists, pleasure seekers and shoppers. Smiling faces and laughter, serious looks with purposeful strides, blank expressions and automatic motions: all accumulate into the life of the station. The whistle signals an arrival. Her arrival. Loud squealing brakes and steam fill the…
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YEARNING
The app told him that she had seen the message. He stared at the screen but nothing happened. He could see that she was online. Why wasn’t she replying? Now he felt like an idiot. He should never have sent her the message in the first place. What would he say next time he saw…
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THE KELPIE
He appeared naked, emerging from the mist hanging over the loch. Mhairi stopped scrubbing the shirt. His torso was chiselled, the hair a dark mane, his eyes a piercing green. When the water no longer covered the top of his legs she knew she should look away, but she stared, as in a trance. He…
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MY HUSBAND AND HIS LOVER
‘That’s the trouble with these old stone houses. They’re built like forts, to keep the enemy out. But once the enemy is within, it means it’s difficult to escape. Little slits instead of windows, only one door. You know, they used to tax homeowners based on the number of windows in their house, so everyone…