relationships
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The Little Black Book of Secrets
The Little Black Book of Secrets… By Bex Callow :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: The phone rings on the table.. “Hello?” I answer… “It’s me Ellie! Let’s catch up for some drinks after work tomorrow! I’ve had a shitty week and need to let off some steam!” I think about the week I just had at work and could use some girl time too. “Sure! Sounds great! What about 8pm? Where do you want to go?” Ellie responded with “let’s try that new adult bar that just opened up down on the river? I heard they do amazing cocktails!” “Sounds great. I’ll meet you there!” I hang up and give out a little happy cheer. I know it’s only Thursday but having a plan for tomorrow night sounds great and being organised is right up my alley. Plus, I can’t wait to let my hair down with my best friend!
By Bec Callow5 years ago in Filthy
Joni and Roddy
Walking the distance from work to The Radicals & Victualles was the last way she could gather her thoughts. This pub seems to be their place, but not a sentimental place that other couple’s have. It’s not the place they first kissed, or where he first asked her to be his girlfriend. It’s the pub opposite the green in Islington that collects wannabe indies and stuck-up young Londoners like dust mites. It’s the place they always ‘talk things through’ after one of their tiffs.
By Bex Thackery5 years ago in Filthy
The Man who will Surely Break my Heart
I arrive home to find that my house is in less than acceptable shape to have a guest over. I glide around the house, frantically collecting laundry, toys and items out of place in my stride. I have a five year old son, who Ryan has met before. He's always so easygoing and natural with my boy, Parker, too.
By Madeline Tetzner5 years ago in Filthy
Pulling Out Should Never Be Plan A
The beach picnic with the “You Can’t Sit With Us” trio had been planned for that Friday night for over a week. A last minute venue change due to weather and time change due to bullshit at work put a tiny hiccup in the plans. We were now meeting an hour and half later than planned at the playground/picnic area of our favorite local park. I sat on a bench waiting for Jess and Shan to arrive as my little girls ran around the equipment, making friends with the sixth graders playing “grounders”. After checking my messages and responding to a long distance friend, I spotted an open picnic table in perfect proximity to the playground. I wandered over to it, only to spot a tall, good looking man in a button up denim shirt, casually making jokes with a group of people not 25 feet from me.
By Lauren Penfound5 years ago in Filthy
My love
Starting at her mid calf he lightly traced his hands up her inner leg to her thigh. She felt goosebumps form as the light tickle of his touch made her arousal increase. Sliding his arms under her legs he gave her a playful grin before lightly flicking her clit with his tongue. She gasped and his smile broadened. He lightly flicked it a few more times before putting the full pressure of him on her, slowly licking and pressing, making her shudder.
By sith queen5 years ago in Filthy
The Pathetic DMs That Will Not Get You in My Pants
My Ashley Madison journey continues. After ignoring it for ten days, I went back to see what was up. I chatted with a few and read other DMs. There were over a hundred winks and favorites (which mean nothing and do nothing by the way), and dozens of messages. At two or three bux a pop, the shareholders must love me and every other woman who signs on.
By Teresa J Conway5 years ago in Filthy
