It has been a year since my unexpected, acrimonious, and vicious decree absolute. He threw away twelve years for a nineteen-year-old pop tart. He said I was too straight-laced, uptight, and a prude. It has been nine months since my new year's resolutions...
I had to go to London to sign some documents; Dec’s wanted me to drive but I thought it would be better to go by train. I arrived at Victoria but needed a tube to patch me through to Upminster. The tube train was packed full of hot commuters crammed in l...
Gavin hated having to stand on a crowded tube in the rush hour, and this one was particularly jam-packed. To make matters worse, he’d had a seat at one point, but had gallantly surrendered it to an extremely pregnant woman who’d got on at Chancery Lane. S...
Dozing on an empty night-time tube,Late-night, post-party, tipsy:Jerked awakeAs train pulls out of Russell Square;And there he is:Sat opposite me; man of all my dreams. Blue eyes, short hair, chinFlecked with darkish stubble,Tight T-shirt wrapping tighter...
I usually try to avoid travelling on the London underground during the evening rush-hour, but today I have a late tutorial and it’s already five o’clock before I get to Holborn station. You’re waiting for me by the ticket office, and greet me with a linge...
This is a true account of a recent experience of mine that I wanted to share with you all, especially as it was inspired by my experiences here on Lush. Recently I’ve become quite excited at the thought of exposing myself in public. Chats with some of you...
