Introducing the cast

“The haunting”

It wasn’t as if he could have not seen the tattoo. Having seen it, it wasn’t as if he could have not remembered where he had seen it before. Under her left breast. She had designed it herself, and she had explained to him what it meant; even as she betrayed that meaning in his bed. It made little sense that it would be reproduced like this; bound in blood and skin. However, the mystery had been revealed when it first appeared to him; he would just have to fuck his way to the answer once again. No great hardship.

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Laura - “In use”

It had all escalated rather quickly. Luring him into an empty meeting room on the promise of a sneaky blowjob had led to her being completely naked, getting fucked on a table. He owned the business, right down to the table she was lying on, and he couldn’t care less if someone walked in on them. She could see the door and found herself hoping someone would come in and catch them. She played with her clit whilst he fucked her and, ironically, her moans were louder because knowing someone walking past the door might hear her, turned her on even more.

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Molly - “We’re going to be late”

He had been invited to the wedding reception of a colleague: rather than bringing his wife, he was accompanied by a stunningly beautiful 20 year old woman, 15 years younger than him. They had arrived early enough to spend some time in their hotel room and now they were going to be late to the party, if they got there at all.

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Molly - “Any sinner will do”

Sion was already running late and she had the feeling he was going to text her any moment to say he couldn’t make it all, because he was either working late, or his wife wanted him home. There was only one reason Molly was willing to play second fiddle; to be more precise, there were eight inches of reason. If he pulled out, so to speak, the night would still not go to waste: she was a devout sinner, and any sin would do, any sinner would do.

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Molly - “The Gore Hotel”

“Come on, indulge yourself; you have nothing to lose that won’t be lost.”

(The Gore Hotel is a boutique hotel in London, UK. There are very few rooms, and each of them is uniquely decorated. One of those rooms has walls painted burnt orange, punctuated with antique mirrors; a 120 year old mahogany wood desk with a chair cushioned with red velvet, and a four-poster bed for which special mattresses have to be made because it is its own particular size. Molly does not come with the room; but one night she did, and it ruined her. But in a way she would never change.)

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Claire - “Imagine that”

Reality was not enough, and so she reached into her imagination to create the moments she wished she was living. She imagined being with him again. She could feel his hands. She could feel him inside her. She could hear herself moaning his name, in this world, and in the other.

(I have left this piece deliberately imperfect, in the same way she saw her real life as imperfect, and what she really wanted existed only in her fantasies. I invite you to imagine her in some way that you would consider perfect.)

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Sue - “Negotiating”

She had three conditions: (1) they had to promise that her face would be blurred in the version of the video they were going to post online; (2) that they would ignore that promise and post the video without hiding her face; and (3) that they would send her husband a link to the video.

Easiest deal they ever made.

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Laura - “Online”

It was Dave’s idea - to open an account on one of the apps people used to hook up for casual sex, and see if anyone was interested. She had been surprised that there was any interest from anyone at all, let alone that there would be dozens of men messaging her. She lay in bed with Dave replying to them, sending photos, even a few videos. She hadn’t really embraced the possibility she would ever meet one of them, and then a guy who lived about 10 miles away sent a photo that caught her eye. As she hesitated, Dave took the iPad and sent him the address.

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Laura - “One in the oven”

She should have been suspicious when Dave said he wanted to throw her a very special baby shower. He hadn’t invited any of her friends, but she was very grateful for the entertainment he had arranged. In fact, she was becoming more and more grateful by the second.

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Laura - “Penitence”

She knelt, waiting impatiently for him, her elbows pressed deeply into the cushion of the chair. Her memory flashed back to kneeling in church as a child, forced to attend by her mother, waiting impatiently for the service to finish. The thought amused her and, just as strong hands took hold of her hips, she spoke a silent prayer to her mother’s god, “you’ll never make a saint of me.”

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Claire - “A mistake”

She had been very, very nearly there, and it had taken a huge effort not to finish what she had started. But she knew she wouldn’t text him unless she did it before she came, when she wasn’t thinking clearly. She took the photo, knew she would regret sending it in about five minutes, and sent it anyway.

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Laura - “Back in the day”

From the first day she met Christopher, she knew that she was going to cheat on her boyfriend with him. She willed it to happen, wanted it to happen, and then she made it happen. For six months he was fucking Laura more often than her own boyfriend; then his wife caught him in bed with Anne. Ironically, in the end it was only his wife who didn’t end things with him. That was back in the day, back in 2010, almost forgotten, until today, and the message from him that Laura was re-reading for the fifteenth time.

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Claire - “Delicate”

Even with gravity helping, she couldn’t take any more of him. With that said, she had a feeling that any moment she would be on her back, and he would not give her a choice in the matter. She wanted that moment to be now, so she rolled onto her back, pulling him on top of her.

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Molly

She had imagined it, fantasised about it, more times than she could remember. Inviting him to come round. Opening the door, completely naked. How he would take her right there, on the floor, and then she would lead him up the stairs, to her bedroom.

It wasn’t that there was anything he could do to her there, that he hadn’t done to her before: but if her did it here, in the room where she slept every night, she could never loose him.

She tried to feel every moment he was inside her; and commit it to memory. It was difficult and it was just as well she had set up her Go Pro to film it.

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Love the intensity your drawing technique conveys. Very hungry, lusty marks and colors.
 
Claire - “A mistake”

She had been very, very nearly there, and it had taken a huge effort not to finish what she had started. But she knew she wouldn’t text him unless she did it before she came, when she wasn’t thinking clearly. She took the photo, knew she would regret sending it in about five minutes, and sent it anyway


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Great story!!
 
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