Ashley Lazlo

 I opened my underwear drawer, called out “Heather, where is my underwear?” “Your underwear?” Heather had a smirk across her face when she walked into our bedroom “but David that is your underwear” “You cannot mean that, please, be reasonable” “Don’t be such a baby, now step in” Heather said as she held the, not-mine, underwear out, lots of men wore them she insisted.  “Why are you doing this?” I whined all too late, she settled them around my waist. Now she had taken me that first step I found it hard to resist what came next. Seeing my reflection felt like watching a scene from some weird horror-porno in the mirror. Heather knelt in front of me “Just put your toe in David” she said with a giggle “you will love the way they feel” she added as she unrolled one past my ankle. It was as if I had passed out or perhaps my mind had erased the memories of the past minutes, nightmare-self stared back at me from the mirror. “You make breakfast while I shower” Heather said “No, I want to put my

“See anything different JC?” Molly said as I walked into our living room. “Looks and smells so different it could be a different place” I said, Molly had been at our new property for two days cleaning while I loaded our belongings on the self-drive removal truck. The shop we called our first home together, hardly surprising really as the property had been a shop before it closed its doors for the final time some years earlier.  There were three other shops in the row; sweetshop, delicatessen and right next to ours a florist.  The move was more Molly’s dream than mine, my dream was seeing my new wife happy and that look on her face the first time she walked into the shop told me I would, whatever the cost, make it our new home.  The apartment above the shop fitted us perfectly, two bedrooms, a modern bathroom and open plan kitchen living room. And perfect for sunny days was a typical cottage style garden out back. “Hello” someone tapped at the open street door and called up “would you l