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A kitchen break-up drama (Rousse)

I knew that it was unfair to drag our new lodger R into my personal crisis, but I was desperate. Was there anything that she could do to persuade TPR not to end our marriage? K was extremely cross with … Continue reading

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Cliff Richard love interest (Rousse)

Cliff Richard showed an extraordinary degree of interest in my love life, and was rather surprised when I admitted to having three ‘proper’ boyfriends plus a husband of 30+ years. He had assumed that only a mad spinster would send … Continue reading

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Joe Keery lookalike is a Stranger Thing (Rousse)

Following three decades of no contact, during which one of us had moved to California, I was reunited with my school friend JB. Although we had never been best buddies, our friendship stretched back to infant school. Now that she … Continue reading

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A marriage break-up for a mother (Rousse)

From the way that he addressed me, the young man who now worked at CodeBase was obviously a former student of mine. I did recognise him (sort of), but had no idea how long ago he had attended my classes, … Continue reading

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A blonde mistress upgrade for an errant husband (Rousse)

Not only was I able (or stupid enough) to forgive TPR’s latest misdemeanour, but here I was comforting his latest conquest. Without any care for the feelings of the betrayed wife, the dumpy, blonde, middle-aged lecturer sobbed in my arms, … Continue reading

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A hotel bedroom foursome (Rousse)

We were surprised when the blonde woman sunbathing nearby introduced us to her friends. ‘We met here last year’, she reminded us. ‘We live in Geneva. Our son is also called T’. Now, that my memory was jogged, I remembered … Continue reading

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A Glasgow kiss (Rousse)

On the outskirts of Glasgow, in a field, en route to a football match, my companion wrapped me in a passionate embrace and pulled me to the ground. We rolled around in the grass for several minutes. It was only … Continue reading

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