Tag: sex
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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…
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STREET HUSTLER
This was her spot. Ideally quiet away from traffic at the end of the alley, yet near enough to the main roads of the city centre to guarantee custom. She had fought off challengers over the last few months. Not just other, older, more experienced girls who knew a prime sight when they saw one,…
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THE ROAD WELL TRAVELLED
The affair had been stupid, a typical middle-aged spasm to prove there was still life in the old dog. The grey tarmac rolled on in front of him, miles of it already lay behind. On the horizon ahead, blue sky met blue sea. ‘Why the hire car?’ she had asked when she had picked him…
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PILLAR OF THE COMMUNITY
The woman was dead. The cover-up exposed. Samson strode along the corridor of pillars flanked by his team. This was their moment of triumph, yet there was no celebration in what had happened. Their footsteps reverberated on the stone floor, echoing ominously. They crossed the courtyard and stopped at the heavy arch door. Samson knocked.…
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FIELD HOSPITAL
Woozy. Sweat. Open eyes. Peeling paint, damp patches, broken ceiling fan. Movement next to me. Moist sheets. Another person. She moans. Dark hair, dark skin. Vague memories. A bar, drinking, her smiling face. Sit up, look round. Dilapidated. Head thumping. Air oppressive. Dry throat. Stagger to the window. Old, wooden frame. Open it. Humid air.…
Iain Kelly 