Otto peered out onto another misty morning. Fine drops of dew decorated his web, glistening in the sunlight. Sounds of guests wakening echoed round the hotel. He heard scurrying. It was Slater. He was well-meaning, but a louse. 'Another attack last night. Cleo this time. Why do they do it?' 'It's in their nature.' 'They … Continue reading ROOM SERVICE


A shimmering spider's web. Bright lights that hurt his eyes. A blacked out window. He had resisted her obvious flirtatious advance. He hadn't recognised her at first wearing an elegant dress with her hair and make-up changed - the dowdy middle-aged woman from the gallery office. He had accepted the drink she offered. She flirted, … Continue reading BLACK WIDOW