“She tells me about the guys she’s fucked so far, counting them off on her fingers. The jazz musician. The nerd. One threesome.”
A short story about a chance meeting, and blood.
“She tells me about the guys she’s fucked so far, counting them off on her fingers. The jazz musician. The nerd. One threesome.”
A short story about a chance meeting, and blood.
“Once, after a one-night stand, I asked if she would masturbate for me…”
A vignette about watching a stranger masturbate.
“She has a small cunt. A neat cunt. I touch her there – that whole part of her fits under my palm, the mound of her groin small and hot.”
A vignette about fucking someone with a small cunt.
“He’ll apologise the first time he puts a hand on your breasts. He’ll take it away. You’ll both laugh. He’ll put it back.”
A vignette about meeting again after quarantine.
A short essay about the joys and difficulties of hooking up with strangers in London.