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The end of the affair(s) – part two
Closure is important, I suppose. So when my Italian lover contacted me on Skype recently, that is what I gave him. Closure. We have not seen one another since saying goodbye at the airport after our second Scotland trip together … Continue reading
The end of the affair(s) – part one
As I watch the snow gently falling outside and the black silhouette of the lifeless tree against the grey sky, I can’t help but feel the end of an affair is near. Perhaps, after two years, my older lover and … Continue reading
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The void
Strangely, the last few months have been a libidinal void. I’m not sure what happened. I suppose I was busy working, the husband was around all the time, geographically distanced from all my lovers and no time to meet new … Continue reading
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