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Abolishing the oldest profession

On 22 June The Guardian reported that France’s new Minister for Women wishes to organise a conference to consider ways of outlawing prostitution in Europe. A cross party group of French MPs has argued that paying for sex should be … Continue reading

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The Pain behind the Smile

The below story is not for the faint hearted. In it I attempt to understand what makes a lady turn to prostitution. The factors leading to such a decision are, no doubt many and varied, however Isabel’s (entirely fictional story) … Continue reading

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Lucy

When Lucy appeared in Mark’s life eyebrows hit the roof. How could this crusty old batchellor attract a nubile young thing like Lucy Finch. There she stood just over five feet in height her long black hair framing an exquisitely … Continue reading

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The First Time (Part 3)

Below is part 3 of “The First Time”. Part 1 appeared on 10 June and Part 2 on 11 June. Becky, a graduate with a first class degree in english literature has run up a credit card debt of £5,321. … Continue reading

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The First Time (Part 2)

Below is part 2 of “The First Time” part 1 appeared on 10 June 2012. Becky, a graduate with a first class degree in english literature has run up a credit card debt of £5,321. Believing that she has no … Continue reading

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The First Time

Becky stirred in horror at her credit card statement. Surely she haden’t spent all that money? Becky scanned the list of transactions for the sixth time. There was no mistake, the statement was accurate, the outstanding balance was £5321 . … Continue reading

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The Snake

Below is my attempt at fiction. Not very good but one must start somewhere. Amie loved the wood. she liked the huge oaks with their spreading branches many of which had stood for centuries defying storm and the woodman’s axe. … Continue reading

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