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Hairy Belle joins the FBI

I was transported on a massive ship and was met in ‘New York Harbour’ by my new FBI colleagues. In a gushing attempt to impress them I announced that my arms were completely hair-free. The agents challenged me to “prove … Continue reading

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A box of sayings from Switzerland (Rousse)

When SL first held the open the small box I thought that she was offering me a cigarette. On closer inspection I saw that it contained long slim strips of card. On each there was a different uplifting saying or … Continue reading

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Swimwear and disgraceful tattoos (Rousse)

I chose a new swimming costume. It was navy blue with white side panels, and leg pieces. It would be perfect for British waters, and could easily be worn under a wetsuit. While I was trying it on for the … Continue reading

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Rousse has her wicked way

We pushed the door open and behind it found a set of steep steps. Below us was a vast rural landscape of hills and lochs, and a river delta that ended at a massive white sandy beach. In his excitement, … Continue reading

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A final goodbye? (Rousse)

She’d shrunk again. I bent down to wrap my arms around her, and wept. ‘Please don’t make this the last time I ever see you’, I cried.

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Death by blister (Rousse)

Conical blisters circled my wrists and upper arms like three-dimensional pink tattoos. Some might have called them pretty, if only they had not signalled my imminent death.

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Chinese burns in Cincinnati (Rousse)

We were going to join FR in the US. The idea was to first fly to her town in the north. then we would travel south with her to Cincinnati. We checked our bikes in as hold luggage in the … Continue reading

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Best murder poster drives guest into Mermaid’s arms (Rousse)

I couldn’t stay on for the formal dinner so I left TMX in the hands of IKX. This arrangement was not to T’s liking. She disapproved of the ostentatious wealth of I’s new house, especially that evident in the home … Continue reading

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A French affair (Rousse)

The only way to get into the French hall of residence was to balance on wobbly podiums attached to the outside of the building, then leap from there into the dodgy lift. Once inside the lift you had to perform … Continue reading

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A six-inch, straw-armed, baby (Rousse)

Motherhood was new to me and I was not taking well to it. I misunderstood the need to be near my baby at all times. I also found it difficult to explain why my baby (a) was only 6 inches … Continue reading

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