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Number Seventy-Three Alfie Peter Gorman, supine and naked in the bath, lowered himself deeper until the water began to overflow; falling with a slap onto the cracked turquoise linoleum. It wasn’t especially late, perhaps ten thirty, maybe eleven. Alfie looked up from his prone position; his gaunt face framed by water, olive-tinged arms resting on his flat but not muscular abdomen, to the shelf above the bath where stood a two bar electric heater, plugged in via an extension cable in the livin...

crazy stalker. won't stop. needs sorting

Wedding dress. Never worn. Lucky escape?

Desperately unhappy. Leave wife. Have fun.