The Cucumber Whore
After being granted a place to study at Brighton University, I travelled down to Brighton to find a place to accommodate myself for the year as I didn’t get a single room in the halls. Everywhere else I looked was too expensive and I was running out of option until I saw a notice in the local cafe, offering a room at the best rate ever. So I went to the address, knocked on the door and when the door opened, my mouth hit the floor.There stood the most perfect 5 foot 5, blue eyed, short blonde...