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The closest she’d come to this was falling over in netball when she was sixteen, her legs
“You’re being an arrogant ass.” The alliteration didn’t do m
It’s different when you’re not in the dark. When there's space and carpet,
“You’re going to dance for me.” He sounded so damn assured. It ma
I get so wrapped up in my little games, that I forget the simple truth that submitting makes you hap
He turned her head like Dracula, and managed to steal some of that hunger, too, his eyes flashing wh
It’s a metaphor, you see. A physical manifestation of my mental power over you. 
The ghost of a smile. No, not the ghost. A ghost implies something there, that is now not. An ex-smi
She blamed her dreams, although of course they were the ones pointing the finger. And those digits w
You speak such pretty words, beautiful girl. I can tell you find strength in them, that they&a
She’d read Carroll when she was a child, because avoiding that when you’re growi
It was nearly a decade before they’d realised she’d needed glasses, a world of s
He’d brought the crop down with the vindication of a judge, and she’d gasped lik
It was while a tarantula was sitting comfortably in my palm, legs couched like suspension, that the
Nerves had dominated, those first few days, on both sides. He’d fumbled, and she&rsquo
It was the aftermath that got her. She felt like a one-girl apocalypse, a walking demonstration of a
I write about catharsis like I know it, as if it’s a friend that I know all too well. As i
At what point do you actually pull out the gag and slip it on? I feel like it has to be a surprise,
I don’t know my own strength. I never have. It’s why I ended up in the headmaste
He grabbed her face, his eyes rushing over hers, waiting for some alarm, to see her suddenly regret
It was dawn, and she didn’t know what to think. The night stretched out behind her like a
She’d stepped into his home, and he’d pushed her up against the wall, a hand bet
The thing about spreader bars is that, by themselves, they don’t really do what you expect
Literature had betrayed her, and it wasn’t for the first time. A ‘lick&rsquo
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