My dear friend Cathy had lived with my husband john and I for some months. Most nights after dinner we would have a couple of drinks and then into the spa, and although we had always been close the three of us, there had never been any intimacy, but clear...

This is a true story apart from the names. The first time I met or saw Janet she was a customer in the general store I owned at the time, she would come in after school in her high school uniform for an ice cream on her way home from the bus. A pleasant y...