Stealing My Neighbour’s Husband

I was a late bloomer. When all my friends were busy going on dates with boys and having sex in the backseats of their cars I was more interested in my books and stories. By the time I turned 18 I still hadn’t had a steady boyfriend and I wasn’t bothered about being a virgin. That was all about to change. It was the week after graduation. I had a long summer of doing nothing ahead of me before I started the creative writing course at college. My dream was to become a freelance writer. I spent every day writing … Read more