Closet dreams

IT was early summer. The staff of Glaston’s Holiday Camp were working hard to get everything ready for the first paying guests of the season arriving tomorrow. Chalet maids Rose and Connie were boogyi

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.

HELP! I need help!” I gasp down the phone, sinking on to my kitchen floor. “It’s a life or death situation. I don’t know what to do.” I close my eyes and try to breathe as the panic overwhelms me. “Yo

For Sarah, it was a night that would go down in history – for more reasons than one

HAYLEY grabbed her toolbox from the back of the van and walked up the pathway. Ever since seeing the address on the worksheet, she’d been looking forward to this job. The house was just three doors aw

No little girl grows up dreaming of becoming an escort. A sex worker. A whore. Keep that in mind. It’s a job, right. A lot of people do difficult work, and many don’t like their jobs. That’s a fact ab