My girlfriend's ghost - On Queer Street
It’s almost Halloween, and so I’ve attempted to turn my hand to somewhat-spooky erotica-fiction. I don’t know if I’m happy with this piece, but I love the idea I’ve tried to play with here, of a cuckqueering scene involving a ghost. I didn’t believe my girlfriend the first time she told me about her ghost. We’d been dating for eight months when she told me, and it was so far from what I was expecting that I laughed out loud. Emma had been nervous on the phone when she’d asked me over, saying she had something to talk about. I tried not to assume the worstRead More →