Chapter 5: After Irmgard’s return from her holiday in Majorca, Stefan had only a fortnight left in Saarbruecken. Worse, in the first week, he had to attend a conference in Frankfurt for three working days. So, they saw each other only once. Irmgard was in...
Chapter 4: Stefan spent the winter trimester productively but, regarding any sexual adventures, uneventfully in Tübingen. Although he had Irmgard’s phone number, he had decided not to ring. Despite his wish to continue his relationship, Stefan did not fee...
Chapter3: Irmgard and Stefan’s relationship began in late September. Until Christmas, Irmgard continued to spend some sex-filled hours with Stefan at least twice a week, whenever he was in Saarbruecken. Except on two occasions, they did not go out with ea...
Chapter 2: Stefan and Irmgard had made no date. Of course, both knew that they could meet each other as 'regulars' in Liesl's café. Stefan was sorely tempted to go the following evening but stayed back to work on his lectures. Wednesday night, however, he...
Chapter 1: For the first three months and the last three months of study leave, Stefan Blatt was based at the University of the Saarland in Saarbruecken. The accommodation provided for him was in the University's guest-house. It was surrounded by a park-l...
They're coming to light the pyre. Burned as a witch. Not quite what I envisioned as my swan song. I'd snuck into the village for a quick audit. Normal dreary stuff. Male hierarchy, religious chattel bondage, subsistence farming. And then I saw her, washin...
The country had been at war for six long years. At the start of the 1950s things began to improve. My sister was a helper at our local church. Nothing wonderful just to help out generally with the evening functions in the church hall. I was not over keen...
I don’t mind telling you I was glad to be home from Argentina. Agnes was thrilled to know that we had met Eva Peron before she became rich and famous. While I was a partner to some outstanding sex, my part was that of ‘supporting staff.’ Those two women w...
At the end of another day at work Beth was standing under a canopy outside the office watching a torrential downpour. Atypically, she'd forgotten her umbrella and her bus stop was a fair distance away. A car was tooting nearby, not a car she recognised. T...
Sometimes to write of love,tender feelings,longing and desire. But is that love?Sometimes sweetbut often bitter. Or is it passion,a battle fought,a war of attrition? Love? Is it surrenderor victory completeor mutual annihilation? Does love possess the sou...
