Moleskine Pages- When Mum Looked Away

It was when my mother looked away that I got nervous. She lived to police his mood bubble. He meted out punishments. I got to pick the means.

Moleskine Pages- Cue For Murder

She knew tacitly what was expected of her. Every word came with it's own micro  climate. She became expert at divining the weather. Sunshine was the cue for murder.

Moleskine Pages- Babies Don't Grow On Trees

Nothing much to say about this one except feel free to make up your own stories and find your own interpretations if you are so inclined.

Moleskine Pages- No Man's Land

She delivered him without medical assistance. She couldn't help it, he was helpless, hopeless and soft in the middle. He was happy to float in her orbit. He had faith she'd always save him.

Moleskine Pages- Tony Soprano

His hands were hotter than hell, but his eyes were chips of icy flint. His power meant he never needed to show his living, beating heart. When he bled into her reality, she just changed the channel.

Moleskine Pages - It Never Stops

The old boys sat in judgement on every action. Their hair grey with the dust of ages. It never stops.

Moleskine Pages- "Just A Little Bit"

" Just a little bit" he said. I still, decades later, can't figure out what exactly he wanted from me.

I was thirteen, walking to school with my older sister Sue. We lived in Baghdad, Iraq at the time. First period was to be a biology test so I was already nervous, irritable and full of teenage bile. This weirdo in pyjama bottoms kept cycling past, disappearing then coming back again. Each time getting a little closer. We took no notice as we were used to being pestered by men, that is pretty much the norm for any female living in the Middle East. I heard him clear his throat so I turned to look at him. He was less than two feet away from me when he said:" Please, just a little bit!". As I was digesting his strange words I noticed his erect penis was stretched out across his handle bars. I was caught between absolute horror and deep fascination, this was a monster! I never realised they could be that big. At this point I felt my sister pulling me away towards someone's open gates to ask for help. He cycled off pretty quick after that. For the rest of the school year he would appear every now and then but by that time my sister and I were pretty Blase' about the whole thing and just ignored him. But his words have stayed in my mind. A little bit of what exactly?