My favourite author in the whole world is an Australian writer called Nick Earles. In his book "Bachelor Kisses" the male protagonist shares a house with a female. One night, he comes home drunk with a girl and they proceed to have some kinky experiences involving him putting his penis in a jar of raspberry jam and then having his companion lick it.
The next morning all three are having breakfast. He can't remember much. He sees his housemate about to spread jam on her toast; he notices the suspicious looking dint...and it all comes back. Both he and his girlfriend watch in horror as his housemate eats the toast. As the main character notes, sometimes there are things which you simply can never ever tell someone - even years later.
Anyone got a deep, dark secret?
The next morning all three are having breakfast. He can't remember much. He sees his housemate about to spread jam on her toast; he notices the suspicious looking dint...and it all comes back. Both he and his girlfriend watch in horror as his housemate eats the toast. As the main character notes, sometimes there are things which you simply can never ever tell someone - even years later.
Anyone got a deep, dark secret?
