A kiss too far

The heat in the room was stifling. The windows couldn’t be opened because there was a danger insects would get in, although a daddy-long-legs was pummelling from wall to wall. John stared down at the battered leather strap lying across the equally beaten oak table. It had been in the family for generations hadn’t it? … Continue reading A kiss too far

A fine young man

Luke was a fine young man, all the neighbours agreed. He was polite and respectful to his elders. He did as he was told without question. The wooden paddle his father kept hanging from a nail in the den saw to that. He was a regular at church. He read the Bible each day and … Continue reading A fine young man

Over the schoolmaster’s knee

“It is really quite straightforward Albertson, either you take down your shorts, come here and bend across my knee or we can visit the headmaster. What’s it to be?” I can remember it as if it were yesterday: 1985. I was eighteen years old. A senior sixth-former at St. Jack’s Grammar. A prefect, no less. … Continue reading Over the schoolmaster’s knee

Oh my papa

Ian stretched his arms and legs and turned on his side to get a look at the bedside clock. Just gone eleven. He rolled onto his back and pulled the sheet up under his chin. He would leave it a little longer. The pubs didn’t open until twelve. Suddenly, the door burst open and a … Continue reading Oh my papa

Late up in the morning

When Grandpa said if I continued to lay in bed in the morning and be late for work, he would come up to my room and toast my buns with a slipper, I didn’t believe him. Well, would you? The thing is I have this problem and I know I’m not alone. I always wake … Continue reading Late up in the morning

Father does his duty

I am doing as my father instructed, standing with my nose pressed against the wall, hands on head; waiting. Waiting until father is ready to deal with me. I am wearing my school uniform. Or most of it. When I get home each evening he makes me change out of my long grey trousers and … Continue reading Father does his duty

A family business

Richard Bullivant loved his job; most of the time. This was not one of them. Mr. Greaves, the company’s owner, peered at him over the top of his spectacles. The boss was seated and in his hands he clutched a hand-written report. Bullivant stood to his front, meekly, hands behind his back, holding on to … Continue reading A family business

The African Mall

“You want to give me lashes?” the 23-year-old youth’s jaw quite literally dropped. His heart pounded, sweat soaked the back of his shirt. The tall, security commander grunted, his lips forming a sneer. He shared a glance with a guard; a shorter, fatter version of himself. Pierre’s eyes watered. The heat was oppressive. It was … Continue reading The African Mall

Brian’s redemption

When Mr. Bell told Brian to bend over his chair for a caning he never dreamt in a million years he would do it. But, he learnt that boys know when they have overstepped the mark and need to be punished. Brian was the boy from across the street. “Boy?” he must be nineteen or … Continue reading Brian’s redemption

After school

Mr. Baker unscrewed the cap of a new vodka bottle and relished the glug-glug-glug sound the liquid made as it splashed against the bottom of the heavy glass tumbler. Unsteadily, he shuffled across the room and carefully manoeuvred himself into the plush leather armchair. He clicked the button on the remote, washed his tongue in … Continue reading After school