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Five Tonne Words
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A girl with words caught up in her extraordinarily large hair. This is what happens after a good brushing.
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The moon on a stick
It was the night of the lunar eclipse and we had made our way up to Devil’s Dyke to see it from the highest point we could think of. It was bitterly cold, and the sky was clear with pin prick stars dotted here and there. You said, don’t you think...
Falling
At the time it was all over the news, but of course I wasn’t to know. Someone at Hope House had kept the front covers of all the papers that day thinking that when I grew up I would want to see them. The thing he didn’t realise – and really why...
On friendship
I don’t want to be your friend anymore. Oh. Any reason? I don’t know you anymore. Oh. Really? Really. Are you sure? I mean, I was just here doing this thing and I thought everything was okay. Well it isn’t. Oh. Okay. The thing is. The truth i...
A whore like me
It took three shifts before anyone agreed to see Susie and the Madam was about to let her go. His name was John, at least that’s what he said and he paid in cash so she had no way of checking. He wanted role play, school girl and headmaster, spanki...
Mary's day
Julie was sitting next to me crying. The low brick wall we were sitting on was freezing and I leant on my knees, rubbing my hands together for warmth. We had walked around the whole park in silence, through the chilly evening air kicking up soggy fal...
Sophie
Sophie did exactly as I asked and it was six months before she came back to see me. The time without her stretched on endlessly and from the day she left the steady flow of curious summer clients gradually trickled away. By November my diary was near...

