The old farmhouse was perfectly set in the lush mountains of Magoebaskloof, one of South Africaās special jewels. The tropical scenery there is exquisite and the house we rented was an isolated old dame. It had no electricity so we cooked on an old coal stove and water was heated via a fire-lit ‘donkey’ that…
This is a confessional by a friend who wants to remain anonymous. The story is hers, but the words chosen to tell it are mostly mine. Her name isnāt Emma, but thatās what Iām going to call her. Sheās a grown woman of 27, with a young son and happily separated from the boyās father….
She wasnāt impressed. For their first date he had invited her to dinner at his place but then just before she had left she received a text asking her to meet him at a large out of town supermarket. It wasnāt exactly the start she had in mind for a hot evening of fun, hopefully…
Chrissie was sitting in the kitchen with her two friends, sipping her coffee and swapping ācrap husbandā stories. āHeās always so bloody tired.ā moaned Wendy, āHe gets home, eats his dinner and then falls asleep in front of the television. And when we go to bed I donāt even get a cuddle, let alone a…
Sex and the Extended Family: Part 1 I was never one to keep a diary because nothing ever happened to me that was worth writing about. Nothing exciting ever happened in our farming community. At least nothing that I was aware of before the night my brother fucked my brains out. I started this diary…