Death Sentence
For a change, this is not a sex story, but a product of a bad time in my life. Strangely enough, it seems to be one of the most popular stories I have. No sex. ‘It’ll make a great car!’ We looked at the box, a large cardboard egg box that arrived in the garden by some mysterious means. Our hands held, he to my right. Two figures locked in a time warp of our own. I marvelled at the imagination of a five year-olds mind. ‘Just cut the sides for windows and a bit for my feet.’ His excitement...