A Night Out

Flash Fiction 350: Erotica Last night he had come to her call for help. He hadn’t said a word but drove her home in silence as she babbled the excuses for her presence at the pub on the wrong side of town. He had said it was a bad idea and she wasn’t to go but she did anyway.

A Good Day

It felt odd pulling her robe over my body, like a dim and distant memory that was better forgotten. Had it really been so long? Once it had been easy to slip between the two, now it all felt so wrong, but needs must. I hadn’t planned on staying the night with Lydia, just a … Continue reading A Good Day