The Collector

A sneaky peek between the covers!: The majority of the stories I have collected are from total strangers. Find the right angle and they seem to relish telling their innermost secrets. There is a piquant delight in sharing a lurid cobnfidence with someone you don't know asnd are unlikely to see ever again, especially someone who might immortalise you in print. When I met Jay, on the bus from Five Mile Drive to St Giles in Oxford, and saw her bl
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The majority of the stories I have collected are from total strangers. Find the right angle and they seem to relish telling their innermost secrets. There is a piquant delight in sharing a lurid cobnfidence with someone you don't know asnd are unlikely to see ever again, especially someone who might immortalise you in print.

When I met Jay, on the bus from Five Mile Drive to St Giles in Oxford, and saw her blurred eyes looking into the distance, a tired but satisfied smile playing around the corner of her mouth, I instinctivekly knew she had a story to tell...
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