A neighbour is asked to look out for his neighbour's teenage daughters. When he is called for urgent help he finds one of the girls with a bottle firmly wedged in her butt.
A She Is Story A saintly yoga wife, her burned-out "nice guy" husband, and a creepy basement janitor slip into one messed-up loop of lust, guilt and voyeurism. This isn’t about cheating, it’s about something worse: when you suddenly realize it turns you on to see your perfect little world get dragged through the mud – and you don’t want it to stop.
Always wanting her "rape fantasy" to be carried out, she finds herself victim of a possible home break-in with her as the intended target. Is it her fantasy? Is it real?
District Matron: It was a late autumn evening while Mum, my sister Sherry and I were listening to music on the radio in the parlour, when the knock came at our front-door. Sherry and me looked at Mum wondering who it could be on such a dark and chilly night?
She kept having the same recurrent dream. She found herself running through some great forest glade, a white wispy gown billowing in the breeze behind her. Footsteps, heavy ones, always chasing her, some dark creature, a beast in pursuit. He always caught her, dark and frightening, his eyes shockingly blue in the face of a handsome demon...