Script for Stage: Lunch Affairs

Scene 1- Kitchen in a Family Home

Characters:

MICHAEL (47), Dad to Jack and Sarah, Fiancée to Helen

HELEN (32), Fiancée to Michael, Previous University Lecturer to Jack

JACK (19), Son to Michael, Brother to Sarah, Previous Student to Helen

SARAH (17), Daughter to Michael, Sister to Jack

 Gold spotlights on a round table in STAGE CENTRE. White lights dimmed around the rest of the stage. Late morning in summer. MICHAEL, JACK and SARAH are sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. MICHAEL looks nervously at JACK and SARAH.

MICHAEL

(Nervously)

I have something to tell you both.

JACK and SARAH both look up and stop eating.

JACK

(Hesitant)

Ok. What is it?

SARAH

(Worried)

It isn’t anything bad is it?

MICHAEL

(Small laugh)

No don’t be silly! I’m just a little nervous about telling you, that’s all.

A long pause as JACK and SARAH wait to be told the news. JACK gestures with his fork for MICHAEL to speak.

MICHAEL

(Deep breath and rambling)

Ok. So for the last couple of months I’ve been helping to advertise new courses at Jack’s University. And um, while there I met someone. She’s incredible. Hard working, driven, beautiful. She’s the most selfless person I’ve ever met! She cares for her mum because she’s sick and she always puts her first. She’s truly an inspirational woman! She makes me so happy and I know this might sound insane. But…I asked her to marry me and she said yes! I didn’t want to tell you because I-

SARAH jumps up from her seat and hugs MICHAEL with a grin on her face.

 SARAH

(Excited)

Oh my God! Is that what you were so nervous about? Dad that’s great! I’m so happy for you! You deserve to be happy! This is amazing!

MICHAEL

(Smiling)

Thank you. I just didn’t want you both to feel like I’m forgetting your mum. You are both still my main priority and I want you to be comfortable around her.

JACK

(Smiling)

Dad. Shut up. You are the least selfish person I know and you deserve this! You’re a good person. Mum would want you to be happy. It’s been seven years and not once have I seen you this excited about anyone. I’m happy for you!

JACK leans over the table and places a hand on MICHAEL’S shoulder and smiles.

MICHAEL

(Beaming)

How did I raise such amazing kids huh? Thank you for being so understanding. Your mum would be incredibly proud of you two right now. I know it.

 They all look at each other and share a sad smile.

 MICHAEL

By the way, I’ve invited her round today to have lunch and meet you both. She’ll be round in about an hour so I’m going to go and get ready.

MICHAEL gets up from the table and SARAH slides into his seat. MICHAEL walks to the door but turns around.

MICHAEL

Thank you both for understanding. I know you’ll get along great with her. She’s amazing.

MICHAEL EXITS and SARAH and JACK turn to each other and share a smile. BLACK OUT.

 

Scene 2- Hallway of the House

White lights dimmed on STAGE RIGHT and STAGE LEFT. White spotlights on STAGE CENTRE. Sound of a doorbell. ENTER MICHAEL and SARAH who walk towards the front door to open it. MICHAEL looks nervous but SARAH holds his hand and smiles up at him. MICHAEL smiles back and opens the door. HELEN ENTERS, hugs MICHAEL and gives him a kiss on the cheek.

MICHAEL

(Beaming)

You look beautiful Helen.

HELEN

(Smiling)

Thank you Mike.

MICHAEL

(Still looking at Helen lovingly)

Helen, this is my daughter Sarah. Sarah honey, this is Helen. I’ll be back in a second, let me go get Jack from the garden.

MICHAEL EXITS and leaves SARAH and HELEN alone in the hallway. HELEN smiles nervously at SARAH.

SARAH

(Smiling)

Nice to meet you. My dad has been raving about you all morning.

SARAH and HELEN softly laugh.

HELEN

(Slightly embarrassed)

Oh god. He’s something else your dad! I hope you’re ok with meeting me today I-

SARAH

(Reassuringly)

No it’s perfectly ok. We’re both happy for dad. He really loves you.

SARAH and HELEN smile at each other. ENTER MICHAEL and JACK. MICHAEL walks to HELEN and stands beside her facing JACK and SARAH.

 MICHAEL

(Smiling)

Jack, this is Helen.

JACK stiffens when he sees HELEN. SARAH looks between JACK and HELEN and notices something is wrong but doesn’t say anything. HELEN shakes her head softly so JACK is the only one that see’s. JACK balls his hands into fists.

JACK

(Clenching teeth)

Lovely to meet you. Dad has told us nothing but wonderful things about you.

HELEN gives a small awkward smile before looking away.

MICHAEL

Right, let’s go outside shall we and have a look if this food is cooked!

EXIT HELEN and MICHAEL. SARAH faces JACK with a questioning look.

SARAH

Well?

JACK

What?

SARAH

What the hell was that about? Do you know her or something?

JACK

Yeah, you could say that.

SARAH

Well tell me then!

 JACK

I can’t.

SARAH

(Rolling her eyes)

I’m not going to tell dad if that’s what you’re worried about.

JACK

(Sighs)

Fine. But you’ve got to promise me!

SARAH

(Annoyed)

Yes, ok I promise!

JACK

(Big breath)

I’ve slept with her. But it was only one time! A couple months ago when she was teaching my lectures. I had no idea she was seeing dad. I would never-fuck.

 SARAH

What the fuck! Are you serious?

JACK

Yes! Of course I’m serious! Why would I lie about something like this!

SARAH

(Angrily)

I just- she must have known who you both were…

 JACK

(Shrugs shoulders)

Maybe. Look don’t tell dad it would crush him. He loves her.

SARAH

What do you think I’m an idiot? I’m not gonna tell dad. He’d be so crushed!

JACK

(Big breath)

Ok. Let’s go outside before dad gets suspicious.

SARAH and JACK EXIT to go outside. BLACK OUT.

 

Scene 3- Garden

White lights around the whole stage. Gold spotlights on the table in STAGE CENTRE. JACK and SARAH sit opposite MICHAEL and HELEN at a garden table. The food is laid out on the table and everyone is eating.

HELEN

So Sarah, how’s hunting for Universities going? Your dad tells me you’re interested in Biology?

SARAH

(Uninterested)

It’s fine. Just need to make sure I get the grades.

HELEN

(Energetic)

I’m sure you will. Your dad has told me you’re incredibly bright!

 SARAH

(Shrugs shoulders.)

I guess so.

JACK kicks SARAH under the table. She looks at him and he stares at her angrily. SARAH scrunches her nose up in annoyance.

SARAH

(Takes a deep breath)

I’m sorry. That was rude. It’s just a sensitive topic for me right now.

HELEN

(Understanding)

No, I understand! It’s incredibly stressful applying for Uni these days. But if your brother can do it I’m sure you can.

MICHAEL

(Proudly)

You can definitely do this Sarah; you’re always working so hard. Jack worked incredibly hard to get his place at Uni too. (TAKES A DRINK) Helen, don’t you teach Economics there? I’m surprised you haven’t run into Jack at any point.

HELEN and JACK stop eating and look at each other briefly.

 JACK

It’s a really big campus dad. I’ve only met like five percent of the people who go there.

MICHAEL

(Laughs)

Guess it isn’t a small world after all!

JACK, HELEN and SARAH look awkwardly at each other and laugh half-heartedly. MICHAEL looks between HELEN, JACK and SARAH confused. SARAH looks at MICHAEL and notices he is confused at the awkward atmosphere.

SARAH

(Interested)

So, how did you two meet?

JACK looks at SARAH and smiles gratefully and SARAH smiles back.

MICHAEL

(Smiling)

It was in a couple of meetings actually, discussing the advertisements for Economics at the Uni. We ended up spending a lot of time together and the rest is history.

HELEN

(Smiling)

Yes. Spending all that time with your dad made me realise that I loved being around him and he made me so incredibly happy. Then he took me out for dinner and popped the question. It was like something out of a romance novel!

MICHAEL

(Smiling)

Yes. I was quite delirious. But I’m so happy I found such an incredible woman! You deserve everything and more.

MICHAEL smiles then kisses HELEN softly on the lips. JACK pushes his chair back and it scrapes on the floor. Everyone looks up at him.

JACK

I’m just going to the toilet.

JACK EXITS.

HELEN

(Concerned)

Is he ok? He isn’t upset about us being together is he?

 MICHAEL

No not at all! He was thrilled when I said I’d found someone. Maybe it’s because this is all new to him. I’ve never brought anyone home to meet them before.

SARAH

(Stares at HELEN)

Yeah…I’m sure that’s why he’s so upset.

HELEN looks at SARAH and they stare at each other. SARAH turns her nose up at HELEN. HELEN puts her cutlery down and grabs her bag from the ground.

 HELEN

(Flustered)

Michael, I’ve got to go honey.

MICHAEL

You don’t have to go, don’t be silly.

 HELEN

No I have to get home to mum. Her carer is only available till six today so I need to be back before then.

 MICHAEL

(Slightly upset)

You never told me your mums carer wasn’t available all day?

HELEN

(Feigning confusion)

Didn’t I? I must have forgot to tell you, what with how nervous I was to meet the kids and all. Sorry Mike.

HELEN kisses MICHAEL on the cheek. HELEN stands up from her chair.

HELEN

I need to use the bathroom before I leave if that’s ok.

MICHAEL

(Smiling)

Of course. I’ll show you where it is.

MICHAEL stands up and walks towards the house and EXITS.

HELEN

(Smiling)

It was lovely meeting you Sarah.

 SARAH

(Quietly)

I can’t say the same for you.

HELEN

Yes, well. I’m guessing Jack told you-

 SARAH

He did.

 HELEN

I would appreciate it if you didn’t tell your dad.

SARAH

(Smirking)

Guess we’ll have to see. (PAUSE) Nice meeting you Helen.

HELEN gives SARAH a tight lipped smile. HELEN turns and follows MICHAEL into the house. BLACK OUT.

 

Scene 4- Bathroom

White lights focused on STAGE CENTRE and dimmed white lights on DOWNSTAGE CENTRE and DOWNSTAGE LEFT. JACK stands facing the mirror in the bathroom. The bathroom door opens, ENTER HELEN. JACK looks up and stares at HELEN in the mirror who now stands behind him.

JACK

(Angrily)

What?

HELEN

(Softly)

I just wanted to check on you. You seemed upset.

JACK

(Laughing)

You think? What the fuck are you doing here?

HELEN

I’m engaged to your dad I-

JACK turns round and stalks towards HELEN.

JACK

(Angrily)

I know that! I mean what the fuck are you doing here, with MY dad! We fucked and now you’re with him!

HELEN walks closer to JACK so she is in front of him. HELEN takes JACK’S hands in hers.

 HELEN

(Softly)

You can’t tell your dad about what happened between us, it would kill him.

 JACK

(Gritting his teeth)

You’re despicable. My dad’s a good man.

HELEN

(Soft smile)

I know he is and that’s exactly why you can’t tell him. You might want to mention this to your sister too, I know she knows. He doesn’t need to know what happened between us.

 JACK

(Angrily)

Fuck sake. You came on to me remember? Not the other way around!

JACK rips his hands out of HELEN’S and takes a step back.

HELEN

(Deep breath)

I know I did and that was a huge mistake. We had sex one time and it will never happen again. You’re a child and it was wrong.

 JACK

(Angrily)

Exactly, you’re the one in the wrong. Not me. Like you said I’m a child. This is on you. So don’t you stand there and make me feel bad for what we did!

HELEN

(Authoritative)

No. It was a mistake. One I really regret doing. None of us are going to tell your dad because it meant nothing. I love your dad and he makes me happy. What happened between us never should have happened. We’re going to be family so this thing that happened between us is going to stay hidden. Your dad is happy; do you really want to ruin that?

HELEN walks up to JACK again and puts her hand on his cheek.

HELEN

(Softly)

Think about it carefully Jack, don’t crush your dad’s heart by telling him this. It’s best if we keep this a secret. I’ve got to go now Jack. Be good and don’t tell your dad about us. It’s best for everyone that way.

HELEN kisses Jack on the other cheek and walks towards the door. EXIT HELEN. JACK turns and faces the mirror looking frustrated. JACK takes a deep breath.

 JACK

(Angrily)

Fuck.

JACK looks at himself in the mirror then walks towards the bathroom door and EXITS. BLACK OUT.

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Opinion Piece: Skinny Shaming

Skinny Shaming

“Omg, you need to eat more.”

“You need to put on weight.”

“You pick at your food like a bird.”

These are only some of the comments I have received concerning my weight. My whole life I have been slim and I have never once questioned how my body looks. I don’t starve myself. I actually eat quite a lot. Yet recently I’ve been told that the way I look is wrong. It’s funny how when people who are overweight get called fat, everyone gets really angry and comes to support them. But when people call me too skinny it’s like “oh well, maybe you should eat more.” How is being slim a bad thing and why are you trying to justify this? With all this promotion of thick girls it’s like all us skinny girls get forgotten. But then they remember us and see us as the enemy because we are slim and then we get shamed for this. It’s like being slim is the wrong thing to be in this society. But why should my weight concern you so much?

The Telegraph stated “It’s a myth that thin women have it easy- thin women are judged and seen as being slavish victims, who are taken in by the media and have self-hatred of themselves. While fat women are judged for not being in control, thin women are judged for trying to live up to unhealthy and artificial norms. They’re victimised.”

I’ve never had a problem with the way my body looks before. But after a boy so rudely pointed out to me while I was hanging out with my friends: “You look like a three stone child.” That kind of made me feel really badly about myself and force me to question how my body looks. It’s a ridiculous thing to say when I was minding my own business and enjoying myself. Then as soon as those words left his mouth I felt hurt and vulnerable. It’s words like these that make slim people despise how they look. This is simply because being slim isn’t the in thing anymore. So all of us who are slim get shamed for this, like we’ve purposely chosen to be skinny and are all hateful people towards anyone who isn’t slim like us.

Actress Zendaya also made a comment concerning her weight: “I’m constantly criticised for being too skinny. I’m trying to gain weight but my body won’t let it happen. What people don’t understand is that calling someone too skinny is the same as calling someone too fat, it’s not a nice feeling.”

Being slim isn’t a bad thing. Everyone has a different body type and not everyone looks the same. But what I don’t understand is why slim people are made to feel bad about their bodies. People make assumptions about slim people and think we are skinny to insult people who aren’t. But honestly we’re just trying to get through life like the rest of you. We don’t want to be under a microscope and be questioned on whether we are anorexic or bulimic just because we are slim.

In today’s society the only body type that is acceptable is one like Kim Kardashian and every other body type is seen as wrong. But why are we constantly shaming people for how they look because it’s not the typical body shape for this society? Even people who are overweight are catered for and supported. They are told to accept and love their bodies but then slim people get shamed because we aren’t like the rest of you. We’re isolated from a society that claims to support positive body image for all. But where’s my support when I get skinny shamed?

Poem: One

Hands fumbling everywhere, quick, precise.

Rough hands travel under your silk shirt, pausing before releasing you from its confines.

To bare your body to blazing eyes of longing, of lust.

He trails his hands between the crease of your breasts and you let out a sigh.

Then he places a kiss, feather light upon your lips.

Drawing your bottom lip between his teeth, making you moan.

His self-restraint snaps, and he pounces.

Clothes are ripped off; gone.

Thrown across the room.

Trailing a path down your stomach; igniting a fire further down.

He reaches down and parts you, sliding one finger inside,

Earning a sharp moan from you. Then he begins to move his finger,

Making you cry out in pleasure, because how could anything else feel this good.

With him it’s different, and you realise this now as he’s taking his time,

Appreciating the goddess laying beneath him.

He removes his finger only to replace it with his pulsating dick,

begging to enter your cunt.

You moan and plead,

Needing a release, to feel him, touch him,

That raw guttural need.

To feel each other, skin to skin.

To have that bond, that trust to allow yourself to feel this way.

He pushes inside you and nothing has ever felt so euphoric.

The feeling of becoming one, of knowing you are the one who makes him feel this way.

He makes you feel insane, giddy, completely at his mercy as he moves.

Extracting moans of pleasure from your mouth.

The sound that is so sweet to his ears that he cannot hold back,

He gives you everything; his fears, his regrets, his passions; his drive; his love.

Because that’s what it means.

It’s not about the deed itself,

But the feeling of being vulnerable, being able to read every emotion upon the others face.

Because you have given a part of yourself to the other

And because of this, you can never go back.

Story: Lost

Chapter 1

I sit, huddled over my cold coffee with my head bent low. Consciously I move my hair to cover the side of my face; to conceal the bruise that’s forming. The bell above the café door rings but I don’t dare to look up in case it’s him. Instead I shrink further into the worn out leather seats of the booth I occupy. The sound of a man’s voice breaks me from my reverie as I listen to his mumbled voice as he talks to the owner. I close my eyes and tune them out as I sit and ponder over what to do. I know I cannot return home due to the immanent fear that plagues me, but not returning home would be a worse option. I let out a sigh before slowly pushing myself up from my seat and shuffle towards the door, mindful to keep my head low. Engrossed in my thoughts I barely notice the scalding hot coffee as it makes contact with my exposed skin. I gasp in pain and withdraw further trying to calm my breathing. I see a pair of hands; soft and large clasping my two hands in his, rubbing my hands to rid them of the burn.

“I am so sorry, I turned around and didn’t even realise you was there!” The man’s voice was husky and deep, causing a shiver to emit down my spine. I slowly withdraw my hands from his and attempt to move past him.

“I really am sorry, let me get you some ice to cool the burns.” I cautiously look up through my eyelashes at the beautiful man standing in front of me. His hair although messy, as he ran his hand through it suited him, along with piercing blue eyes and a kind smile which made my heart stop. Simply because no one had given me a genuine smile like that before; a smile that made me feel safe.

“No-no- it’s ok. I should be getting home now.” I barely managed to whisper out.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to be in a lot of pain tomorrow if you don’t let me help you.” The man moves his hands to push my hair behind my ear. Instantly I pull back in an attempt to hide my beaten face. The man suddenly goes quiet, making me squirm as I feel his eyes burning a hot trail across my face. I move my hand to conceal my face but he grabs my wrist to stop me.

“Who did this to you?” His voice carried out across the small café, causing the staff to all turn and look towards the commotion. I wrench my hand away from his grasp and attempt to push past him. He grabs my shoulders and puts his finger under my chin causing me to stare into his electric blue eyes. I gulp before shifting my gaze to a point just above his shoulder.

“Sweetheart, I can’t help you, if you don’t tell me who did this to you.” I shift my gaze to his and shake my head vigorously, hoping this stranger will let me leave. He stares at me with sad eyes and then gestures for me to move into another tattered booth beside him. I gingerly sit down, in an attempt to lessen the attention placed on us by the customers. He takes a seat opposite me and puts his finger under my chin again and lifts my head to look at him. “Right, you can tell me now. No one’s paying us any attention anymore.” He offers me a small smile which causes me to relax.

“I-I don’t even know you.” I barely manage to get out before my throat cracks.

“I know you don’t but I’m here to listen and help you in any way I can because from the looks of your face, you’re not in a very good situation right now?”

“No. I’m not.”

Monologue: Why I Did It

People have an image of a typical murderer in their head. But when people look at me and know I’m a murderer they just can’t piece it together. I’ve never been in trouble with the law. I always went to school and had good grades and yet I’ve ended up here. And I always get asked ‘What did you do to end up here?’ I must have repeated this story a thousand times and I will probably repeat it a thousand more. So here I am about to repeat it again for the sake of the jury to help my case in an early release.

I met my first boyfriend four years ago when I was only seventeen. He was twenty-two at the time and he was the love of my life. At the start of our relationship it was amazing and he would take me out and buy me all these expensive gifts that any girl would be lucky to have. He treated me like I was someone special, he became a part of my family and a concrete person in my life. But unfortunately for me, this relationship didn’t turn out the way I’ve seen them in the movies. I’m not trying to get any sympathy. I’m a survivor and I survived being with him! He deserved what he got and I do not regret for a second the decision to end his life. It was either me or him and I had been through so much already that I knew it couldn’t possibly be me. I’m a good person! I did not deserve what he did to me!

After about five months of dating, he changed. He became aggressive, to the point where he would actually hurt me. And he became incredibly possessive. He wouldn’t let me see any of my friends or go out anywhere without him. I’ve never been in a relationship before so I thought that this was something that happened in relationships and you wanted to spend every waking minute with each other. But he would get so aggressive that he would lash out and smash things- trying to scare me and it worked. This was bearable because he channelled his anger towards objects and not actual people. But that soon changed and I was the victim of his abuse. It started off by him slapping me across the face or punching the wall close to my head and then later on apologising by giving me gifts as a way of saying sorry for hurting me. But it didn’t stop, it became so constant that I would forgive him again and again because I loved him. I made him believe it was acceptable to hurt me- I made myself believe it was acceptable to get hurt. After about a month of this abuse I became increasingly anxious- having to conceal this abuse from my family. This caused me to gain a lot of weight and throw up every time I had to spend time with him because I knew what would happen when I saw him. I was so scared of him that it made me physically sick…

Now I know many of you are starting to piece together my story and are coming to your own conclusions about what happened. But let me tell you…I’m not a killer. Everything became a lot worse for me after those months. He told my family that we were moving in together and that scared me more than anything. He could hurt me all the time, whenever he wanted and no one would question if anything was wrong. But I moved in with him because I knew if I didn’t my family would ask me why and I didn’t want to tell them what was happening. We were living together for about three weeks before the abuse started again. But this time he did something I still can’t comprehend…he raped me. And he would do this again and again and again. After this happened I changed. I hated myself and I was disgusted with who I was. I knew he didn’t love me but I still loved him. I was holding onto the person he used to be because I was wishing more than anything that he would come back. The person who showed me genuine love and kindness. But this wishful thinking was slowly killing me. This abuse continued for weeks and I genuinely wanted to die. But then something happened and even now I’m still wondering if it was a blessing or a curse. I found out that the reason I was throwing up wasn’t just due to stress but because I was pregnant.

I didn’t know if he would be happy or if he would get mad…I didn’t want him to hurt the baby. Our baby…I kept this a secret for a week before he came home one night and dragged me upstairs. He ripped my clothes from my body before shoving me face down into the bed while he raped me. I remember just closing my eyes and praying that this would be as bad as it gets tonight. I just prayed he wouldn’t hurt our baby. But of course my prayers weren’t answered. He said that I was being too quiet and I wasn’t enjoying it and it was like something inside him snapped. This time felt more dangerous and I genuinely thought he was going to kill me. He had this-this look in his eyes like he couldn’t stand the sight of me. And that scared me more than anything. I couldn’t reason with him or talk him out of this trance he was in and this KILLED me. It shattered my heart because it was in this moment that I realised that he didn’t love me. That this man was capable of hurting me and all this time I had let him. I was willing to put my baby’s life in jeopardy because I feared him so much.

I remember screaming at him that I was pregnant, just hoping that he would stop. But his face was blank like he didn’t even hear me. I repeated it again turning to face him and make sure he heard what I was saying. He needed to know I was pregnant. I was sixteen weeks along and he needed to know I had our baby growing inside me. That he couldn’t hurt me anymore. A tiny part of me hoped that he would want to have a family and we could make this work. The three of us having a normal life and having dinner as a family. But he wasn’t built to have that life with anyone. He’s unhinged, destructive and dangerous and I knew deep down that I couldn’t let my baby grow up in that environment. But this choice was ripped from me before I could even make my choice. He looked at me but he wasn’t really seeing me. He head-butted me and I fell back onto the bed, my nose was bleeding. I was stunned and he used that to his advantage. He put his hands around my neck and cut off my air supply. I panicked and clawed at his hands, trying to loosen his grip just so I could breathe. I just wanted to breathe. I clawed at his face but he ended up grabbing me and throwing me onto the carpet. I’m on the floor and he kicks me. In my stomach, where my baby is. I scrunch up into a ball, screaming and trying to protect my baby. But he kicks me again and again until I feel this warmth coming down my leg…He stops when he sees what it is. Blood. My blood. He’d killed my baby.

I scream. All I remember is screaming. I don’t remember hearing him say anything. I get up and run at him pushing him and hitting him over and over again. I just kept hitting him and then I grabbed something…I don’t remember what it was but I’ve been told it was a lamp. But I do know I smashed it into his head and I just kept hitting him with it. Again and again and again. I stopped after a while, maybe four minutes and then I see what I’ve done. The man I once loved, who killed my baby laid on the floor his face was unrecognisable. I’d caved his skull in… His beautiful face was now splattered across the carpet…The face that belonged to the man that I loved. I killed him and the worst part is I can hardly believe what I’ve done because it all happened so fast. But I know he was a bad person because he hurt me and he killed my baby and if I had stayed with him he would have killed me. I tell you this because I am not a killer. I did not kill Jack Hart because he had already killed me…

Dating Website Post: Six Ways To Spice Up Your Sex Life

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It’s no surprise that after a while sex can become boring and repetitive. Surprisingly this happens to everyone. You always do the same thing over and over again and it’s not exciting anymore. It’s boring and you know what to expect from your partner. You crave for something new to give you that heat and desire again.

It’s nothing to be ashamed of, this happens to the best of us. We’re only human and we all want something new and exciting to happen. This can be seen in our sex life too. When having sex becomes the same every time you get bored. It’s harsh, but it’s true. You crave for something new to leave you fully satisfied and lusting after your partner for days.

So here are six ways to help spice up your sex life.

  1. Use sex toys

Ok, so I know the thought of using sex toys might sound scary but I assure you it is far from it. Using sex toys doesn’t only make your sex life more exciting but also makes for better sex overall. The use of vibrators, dildos or for you more adventurous lot butt plugs can create a night of great sex with your partner.

If you have never used sex toys before start off with something for beginners, like a small vibrator and use it on yourself first. There is no shame in using sex toys on yourself and makes for a great orgasm. When you are comfortable with this get your partner to use it on you. This gives them power to control your orgasm and tease you for a night of better sex. Or better yet get your partner to watch while you use this sex toy on yourself. This will sure make things heated in the bedroom very quickly and leave him wanting you desperately. Either one will be sure to have you and your partner dripping with desire and eager to use these in the future.

2. Try bondage

Bondage is another apparently scary thing to try when having sex. But this negative view is very wrong and it is extremely pleasurable for both you and your partner. But with bondage the one thing you have to have with your partner is trust. You rely on them to be your eyes, ears and hands when you’re otherwise tied up.

There are two types of bondage; light and hard bondage. For beginners who have never tried this before start off with light spanking and blindfolds. Or tying them up with handcuffs or a simple tie if the thought of handcuffs scares you. This makes it exciting because you cannot move or see and this heightens your other senses and makes the experience all that more pleasurable.

Now for you other hard core bondage fans like myself you can use a variety of things to make for a great night. Spreader bars, ball gags, whips and floggers. And that’s just the beginning. These can be used on yourself or your partner, depending on how comfortable you are with each other. Now I must say since using these during sex, I have had a much better experience and enjoyed myself a lot more. Like many of you my sex life was dull before using sex toys and bondage. Now my sex drive is higher and I have gained a lot of confidence which is key when experimenting with new ideas in your sex life.

3. Dirty talk

This seems pretty obvious to try in the bedroom. But many of us find it awkward and uncomfortable at first. This is totally ok, we’ve all been there. But dirty talk makes the experience a lot more exciting and it can also boost anyone’s confidence in the bedroom.

Dirty talk is also a good way to communicate to your partner about what you want and what you like. This means that you can skip the process of doing certain acts of pleasure which you don’t really find that pleasurable. You can start off with something simple like “you’re so hot” or “you turn me on.” This makes it easier to talk dirty because it’s simple yet effective. Then when you get more comfortable with dirty talk you can tell your partner in detail about what you know they will like. In my opinion, dirty talk is super exciting. I like my partner to be vocal and tell me what they’ve got in store for me. This is also a massive turn on because it leaves you in anticipation of what your partner will do.

Now this might not be for everyone, but there is no harm in trying something that’s outside of your comfort zone. If you don’t like dirty talk that’s ok because it’s not for everyone and there’s plenty more you can do in the bedroom.

4. Role play

Now, even as I write this I laugh to myself because the first time I tried this was hilarious. It’s not easy to role play. This is probably one of the hardest things to try in the bedroom. Now my first experience ended with being spanked by a ruler and it snapping in half. So as you can obviously see this ended in a hell of a lot of laughing on my part. There isn’t a rule book when it comes to role play. Everyone changes it to fit with what they’re comfortable with.

Now, a couple years later when I got over that terrible first try of role play I have found something I am comfortable doing. Role play doesn’t necessarily mean bad student and teacher or a police officer etc. This can mean something as simple as being a dominatrix or dominant with your partner. This makes it easier as it is a broader category where you can change it to fit with you as an individual.

 

Being dominant is challenging at first but when you build up the confidence to try this it makes you feel so powerful and sexy. This is key because you realise that your partner is submitting to you and is ready for you to take control. Being dominant can range from something simple like ordering your partner around to something a little more intense like choking and using collars. Either is exciting and anyone who tries this will find that their sex life has changed for the better.

5. Wearing something sexy

Wearing something sexy can be the difference between good sex and great sex. This is a key confidence booster in the bedroom and can drive your partner crazy. You can wear something as simple as lacy underwear in your partner’s favourite colour. Or something a bit more risqué like crotch less underwear, baby dolls and corsets. But you can always change and mix it up to keep your partner on their toes.

Personally ever since embracing wearing something sexy I have discovered an abundance of confidence within myself. This helps me to feel comfortable with my partner and know that because I feel good so will they. When wearing something sexy it’s like you step into this alter ego version of yourself. You feel sexy and desired because you feel good about yourself and this shows with your partner.

Wearing something sexy is the simplest yet most effective thing to do when having sex. It helps with those of you who are not as confident to grow in confidence and learn to see yourself as sexy and desirable. It’s an added bonus too because your partner will see you and think wow, because you emit sexiness and poise. I’ll share a little secret with you though. Your partner loves confidence on you and a little something extra like sexy lingerie. So together you’ve got the ultimate desirable weapon on your hands.

6. Teasing and foreplay

Now many of us seem to forget and skim over foreplay and teasing and get straight to having sex. But to me this is silly because why would we miss out on the most fun part. Teasing and foreplay is so effective and will result in some amazing sex. Yet sometimes we all seem to forget that it exists.

Teasing is truly an amazing tool. It makes you and your partner need that release. Both of you can do the little things you know that your partner likes to get them frustrated and ready to have sex. Teasing is fun because you can explore each other’s breaking points when teasing becomes too much. And I will say this now, that is the most fun to explore. You see the effect you have on your partner and know it’s you that did that and made them feel that way. This feeling is incredibly empowering and it makes you feel sexy.

Foreplay is also incredibly important but seems to be overlooked when having sex. This helps build sexual tension between you and your partner. Foreplay is fun and really important in any sexual relationship. It’s like stepping stones towards the final goal, which is obviously sex. Foreplay enables you and your partner to explore each other’s bodies and cause you both to feel the need to finally have sex. Foreplay also makes you feel good as well as your partner. From my experiences foreplay is so important because personally I like to make my partner feel good and vice versa. So when both of you are at your breaking point it makes having sex more incredible and intense for both of you.

There are many more ways to entice you and your partner to have better sex. The list of things to do in your sexual relationship are endless and become more exciting and adventurous every day. But the ones I have outlined are the basics and will make sure that you and your partner will feel wanted and truly satisfied after a night of amazing sex.

Screenplay: Revealed

1. INT. underground basement IN A DESOLATE BUILDING – Day

Lexi wakes up groggily and grabs her head due to a cut on her forehead. Blood trickles into her eyes as she vaguely remembers someone hitting her in the head, before darkness claimed her. She sucks in a sharp breath due to the pain.

She notices her arms are tied behind her back. She begins to panic and struggle, creating rope burns on her wrists. She lets out a sob as the rope won’t loosen.

LEXI

(SHOUTING)

Hel-

The room is covered with pictures of her throughout her life. They vary from her first day at school to her at prom. Lexi breathes heavily, shaking from fear.

A crackling white noise is heard and Lexi whips her head towards a large projected image on the wall.

A video of her mum tied to a chair, with blood covering her face begins to play.

A person with a sinister mask comes onto the screen waving a knife at the camera. He crouches down beside her mum and gently strokes the knife across her cheek.

He walks behind Lexi’s mum and looks into the camera before moving the knife to her neck and slitting her throat. The video cuts off.

LEXI

(SCREAMING)

NO! YOU SON OF A BITCH! NO! PLEASE! I NEED MY MUM…I NEED HER! PLEASE…

Lexi sobs as she struggles to free herself. Her cries become louder as she struggles to breath.

LEXI

(SOBBING)

MUM-MU-NO! THIS-CAN’T-BE- HAPPENING! MUM!

Her movements become more frantic and she screams from the pain of losing her mum. The chair she’s on topples over, creating a loud bang.

LEXI

(WHISPERS)

Fuck! Come on! Come on!

The sound of footsteps is heard above and Lexi freezes.

The door opens and a light is switched on blinding Lexi from seeing who’s there.

When her eyes adjust to the light she notices a man with matted blonde hair, hunched over in the corner of the room.

His clothes are rotten and a vile stench emitting from him hits her in the face. She wrinkles her nose.

DEREK

(CROAKY)

Lex? Is that you?

LEXI

(QUESTIONINGLY)

How do you know my name?

DEREK

I’m-

A third voice booms from the other corner of the room.

OWEN

(AUTHORITATIVELY)

Enough.

Lexi struggles to try and see who’s there. They then come into the light.

His hair is the exact shade as hers. He has a cut on his mouth which is twisted into a smirk. She notices his smart white shirt and jeans. She trails her eyes up before settling on a pair of familiar green eyes.

LEXI

(STUTTERING)

You’re…you look…

OWEN

(LAUGHING)

Yes sweetheart. We look EXACTLY alike!(PAUSE) Care to explain Derek?

Owen strides over and towers over Derek. He kicks the man on the floor who lets out a grunt of pain. Owen laughs to himself as Lexi cringes away from him.

OWEN

Well…this fucker isn’t going to be much help, so I’ll get right to it shall I?

(GRINNING)

Lexi glares up at Owen before turning away.

(Continued)

OWEN

(LAUGHING)

Oh! You have no idea. Do you remember feeling like someone was following you. Or why your dad…well if you can even call that disgusting human on the floor a father…why he was never there? (PAUSE) Shall I tell you?

Owen strides over and picks Lexi’s chair up so she’s upright. He pulls another wooden chair over to her and takes a seat before folding his hands over his knees.

OWEN

(SARCASTICALLY)

Are we sitting comfortably?

(Continued)

OWEN

(SMIRKING)

I’m Owen. And over there is Derek, a pathetic excuse of a father. Now, I bet you’re wondering, who I am? Well, I’m your beloved twin brother. You see Lex…can I call you that? (TILT HEAD TO THE SIDE) Anyway, our mother left me with this pig Derek and took you with her. Because you see beloved sister, she loved you, but for some reason, she couldn’t bring herself to love me. And it’s all because I look like him! (TWITCHES AND ROLLS HIS NECK) He was an abusive cunt and mum left because she thought I would turn out like him!

Owen kicks back his chair and stalks towards the man curled up in the corner. He drags him across the floor and pushes him onto his knees.

OWEN

(BREATHE HEAVILY)

Father, you’ve been waiting a long time for this. To be reunited with your precious Lexi.(PAUSE) So I thought I’d invite her along to see you take your last breath.

Owen whips out a gun from his back pocket, his head twitching, before shooting Derek in the head three times.

OWEN

(EXCITED)

Damn! That felt good! That felt good right?

Lexi stares at her father’s dead body. She lets out a small whimper before closing her eyes and facing Owen.

LEXI

(SCARED)

Why-why did you do that?

OWEN

(SNORTS)

He deserved it. Now, I can see this has affected you, so I’m going to leave you now.

LEXI

(CONFUSED)

Wha-

He pulls out a needle and injects a clear liquid into her neck. She falls slack in her chair,unconscious. Owen pushes her hair back behind her ears and gently strokes her face.

OWEN

(WHISPERS)

Sweet dreams, sis.
2. INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT

Lexi wakes up groggily and scans her new surroundings. She’s been placed into a bedroom resembling her own, the walls are a soft pink with pictures of various flowers on the walls.

She tries to reach out but finds her hands bound to the bed posts.

LEXI

(CRYING)

Fuck sake!

The sound of footsteps approaching causes her to fall back on the bed and close her eyes; pretending to be asleep.

She hears the door open before feeling the bed dip beside her. Lexi holds her breath and tries to remain still.

A hand comes out and gently strokes her cheek before it pulls away and begins to play with her hair. She tries not to flinch away from Owen’s touch.

OWEN

(WHISPERS)

My darling Lexi, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you. You’re mine my precious Lexi.

He places a gentle kiss on her forehead then quietly gets up and exits the room, closing the door behind him.
3. INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT

Lexi lays on the bed waiting for Owen to open the door so she can try and escape.

Her hands are still bound but she keeps trying to loosen the rope.

The door slowly opens to reveal Owen holding a plate of food.

OWEN

(CHEERFULLY)

Hello Lex! (PAUSE AND TILT HEAD) You’re filthy! Anyway, I have some food for you, I made it myself. (SMILE PROUDLY)

Lexi frowns and shifts further away on the bed as Owen makes his way over to her and sits down. He puts some food onto the spoon and holds it out to her.

OWEN

(SINISTERLY)

Eat.

Lexi slowly opens her mouth but keeps her eyes trained on Owen’s face as she subtly tries to remove the rope around her wrist.

Lexi eats each mouthful that Owen offers and once finished, he places the plate on the bedside table. He turns back to look at her.

OWEN

(CHEERFULLY)

Bath time!

Lexi freezes as he crawls towards her on the bed. She shifts further away as he reaches out and grabs her top ripping the front. Lexi screams; frantically trying to get away from him whilst also trying to release her hands.

LEXI

(SCREAMING)

No! Stay away from me! Please!

She frantically tries to wriggle her hand out of the rope. He comes to her and strokes her cheek and continues down her body and rests his hands on the buttons of her jeans. Lexi tries to turn herself away but he grabs her roughly and turns her back over.

OWEN

(FRUSTRATED)

Be a good girl! I’m only trying to help you!

Lexi kicks out, hoping to catch Owen in the face but he climbs onto her legs stopping her movements and begins to pull down her jeans.

OWEN

(IN AWE)

You’re so beautiful…

He runs his hands up her thighs and towards her underwear. He glances up and smirks before grabbing the band of her knickers. Lexi finally releases her hand and reaches over to grab the plate that’s beside her bed, smashing it into his head.

It leaves him stunned and Lexi has time to escape. She runs for the door; falling, but gets back up and slams the door behind her.

It’s pitch black and she stumbles while running down the corridor.

She runs her hand along the walls as she tries to feel her way through the dark. Lexi feels a banister and hurriedly goes down the stairs.

When she reaches the bottom she hears the bedroom door open and a loud groan. She freezes.

OWEN

(CREEPILY)

Lexi. My gorgeous Lexi! You can’t hide from me baby. You’re mine.

Lexi runs down the corridor and hides in a corner as she hears footsteps approaching. She covers her mouth with her hand to stay quiet.

OWEN

(SING SONG VOICE)

Lexi. Come on out baby. You know I’m not angry at you for that little stunt; just upset. You hurt me. Now, where are you?

Lexi presses herself further into the darkness as she hears footsteps approach the stairs above her. She muffles her cries with her hands as she shakes on the cold floor.

OWEN

(SHOUTING)

Baby, come on out! I’m not mad at you, I could never be mad at you.(PAUSE) You understand that right?

His footsteps get closer to her and she begins to sob, letting out a small whimper. Owen grins maliciously and stalks towards the sound. His footsteps grow closer until she see’s the front of his shoes.

OWEN

(SWEETLY)

Oh, my sweet Lexi.Come here baby, I didn’t mean to make you cry.

Owen crouches down beside Lexi and cradles her in his arms. Hushing her and rocking her back and fourth like a child. Owen lifts his hand and wipes her tears away with his thumb before kissing her hair and inhaling her soft smell.

OWEN

(SWEETLY)

Come now. That’s enough crying Lex. Let’s go back to your room and get you cleaned up.

Owen slowly rises and picks her up off the floor before placing her on her feet. He takes her hand and begins to drag her upstairs. As they reach the stairs, Lexi pulls back trying to get her hand free. Owen frowns, turns around and grabs her wrist tightly and squeezes.

OWEN

(ANGRILY)

Listen here you little bitch! I have done everything for you! And you treat me like this!

Lexi screams in pain as he grabs her hair and pulls her face roughly to his.

OWEN

(ANGRILY)

You. Are. An. Ungrateful. Bitch. I have treated you with nothing but love and care and you want to LEAVE me! You NEED me. (DEEP BREATH) I’m your Master.

LEXI

(WHIMPERING)

Owen, I’m-I’m sorry!

OWEN

(SHOUTING)

NO! You are not sorry! If you were you wouldn’t run from me! But you did! I am trying to help you! Stop fighting me!

Lexi continues to struggle against his hold and eventually manages to get her hand up and she claws at his face. Owen lets out a loud roar and releases her. She turns to run but he pulls her back roughly and pushes her into the wall. Tiny beads of blood emerge from the scratches making him more menacing. He pushes his body into hers.

OWEN

(WHISPERS HARSHLY)

You feel that? That’s how much you turn me on when you behave like this. You’ve never been so beautiful as you are to me right now! (SIGHS AND SNIFFS HER HAIR)

Lexi shakes in fear and tries desperately to push him off of her. He leans in closer kissing her neck. Lexi shoves him back and spits in his face. Owen frowns before he pulls his hand back and slaps her across the face causing her to fall to the floor.

OWEN

(SCREAMING IN HER FACE)

How fucking dare you treat me like that you dumb bitch! I’ve done everything for you! You spoilt little cunt.

Lexi is curled up on the floor whimpering in pain as Owen breathes heavily. He reaches out towards her, but Lexi recoils further away from him. Her cheek has a red hand print which is prominent against her pale skin.

OWEN

(SOFTLY)

Oh, Lex. You know I didn’t mean to hurt you right? It’s just a tiny mark on your face sweetheart. (SMILES) I think it looks rather beautiful.

He crouches down towards her and strokes her reddened cheek softly.

OWEN

(SIGHS)

Now, because you were a bad girl I think a punishment is needed. (PAUSE) It’s for your own good.

He picks her up and carries her in his arms. Lexi stays still feeling drained. She closes her eyes and cries softly. They reach a door and he puts a code into a keypad, it slowly opens and they step inside; the sound of a dead bolt locking behind them.