We’ve spent the day putting up and decorating our Christmas tree, and five minutes after we’d finished he went upstairs to return with five well-wrapped presents all tagged up for me “with lots of love”, “xxx” etc. One is a box about the size of my laptop but five times the depth, and each of the others feels… Continue reading What I Want for Christmas?
Gordon Lister heard footsteps on the stairs. There was a slight pause followed by the bedroom door opening, followed by what sounded like a gasp of surprise. He didn’t know who had just walked in, but he was fairly certain that it wasn’t his girlfriend Jenny as she knew that he was naked, blindfolded and tied to… Continue reading The Unseen Outcome
“What’s a pantomime horse and why do you want me to play the part?” asked Gordon Lister thoroughly puzzled as to why Mrs Sawyer was asking. “A pantomime horse is a theatrical thing where two people sort of pretend to be a horse by wearing a single costume and then synchronizing their movements to comic effect. One person… Continue reading The Pantomime Horse
Gordon Lister picked up the card and present, and set off to Monica Pearson’s house with his mother’s jokey warning that “the quiet ones are always the worst” ringing in his ears. She’d asked him to take a fortieth birthday gift round for her as she didn’t want to risk getting into any sort of conversation with a woman… Continue reading The Librarian’s Birthday
Click! Gordon Lister froze in fear as he heard the noise of a camera phone’s shutter. He stood perfectly still, frantically trying to think of something to say before he slowly turned slowly round and dropped his hands below his waist in a desperate attempt to cover his embarrassment. “I can explain!” he said, staring wide-eyed at… Continue reading The Femdomino Effect
“Like a fine wine or an expensive whisky. The first taste is better than anything you could ever have imagined. A second and you’re desperate for more. And after that you’ve just got to carry on until there’s nothing left.” Jo Carpenter grinned as she watched Gordon Lister scribble what she’d just said in his… Continue reading The Taste of Power
Gordon Lister dragged his arms around from behind him so that he could reach into the right hand pocket of his trousers and pull the lining up with his fingers until he could grip the one-inch long key that had been there for the last three hours. He manoeuvred his index finger and thumb until… Continue reading The Key Party – 4 of 4