‘I’m all right.’‘You were whimpering in your sleep again. Are you sure you shouldn’t see a doctor? I’m really worried about you.’‘Please, Gordon, will you stop going on about doctors?’ she says, standing up and pulling on her bathrobe. ‘I think I know my own mind!’‘Are you quite sure about that? ...
Ruby, who in a former life was Rudy, running around with his Chelsea hooligan mates kicking nine bells out of anyone and everyone, is telling us about her latest trade. Ruby has yet to have the chop the op and finds plenty of men who want to suck on a cock in a frock. She is regaling us as we sta...
It seems like a lifetime ago, a different person altogether. I was thirty-nine years old, and Joan and I had been married for about eight years. It was early 1939, and I’d just started working for an advertising company near Charing Cross. It was my first managerial post, and I was doing remarkab...