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Remember when you bought me? Damn, you couldn’t keep your hands off me.  You wouldn’t stop staring at me.  There was pride in your eyes. ...

Left shoe here.  Once, Right Shoe and I belonged to you, Sophie.  For over a year, all three of us clumsily ‘danced’ through Zumba...

TWISTED SHORTS ‘Old fool’ by Dean O. Arutoghor © After what seemed like an eternity of mindless dithering, the dapperly dressed old man...

Hmm, marriage—the noble institution where two people, drunk on love, legally agree to share one bed, a bathroom, a joint account and the...

‘Does my biological age match my emotional age?’ It’s a question every adult should ask themselves. Yes, it is necessary because we have...

Stacey didn’t give a hoot when Barry buried his podgy face in a newspaper as they took a much-needed break at Costa Coffee from their...

‘Not your time yet’ by Dean O. Arutoghor © Phil had decided that very morning that death would be a better option than facing the shame...

‘With friends like this’ By Dean O. Arutoghor © A silence fell over the three ladies as they hovered over the stash of money in the dusty...

Every little thing her husband did these days irritated the heck out of Maria. From the way he chomped on his food like some starved...