Leisl, Chapter 2

The morning after that first night, I felt so self-conscious about everything that had happened that I hid in the kitchen. I had never before had to deal with a situation quite like this – making toast and tea for a woman who, just hours before, had come in my mouth. I waited for the jug to boil, frowning while I turned this concept over in my mind, and then suddenly laughed out loud when I realised something – this was exactly what Sophie, Alexis and Vivienne had done for me! Steve asked me what was so funny, and then he shared the joke with Lily, and the tension was broken for the moment. When Lily left a little while later, she did something that, to this day, makes me believe that if it hadn’t happened that way, we might not be where we are now. Instead of kissing Steve goodbye first, she came over to me in the kitchen while I was stacking the dishwasher. She stood behind me and murmured, “Leisl.”

Leisl, Chapter 1

My name is Leisl and I am kinky as fuck.

What a way to start. But it’s true. I am a massive slut, and kinky in a way that only other kinky people can really wrap their heads around. I have a boyfriend and a girlfriend, we live in a triad, and we are happy as clams.

I’m going to tell you about myself, but I have to warn you now – there’s a fuckload of sex in here. A full metric fuckton of sex. Just the way I like it. So get yourself a beer, sit back, slip your hand down your jeans, and I’ll begin at the beginning.

I’ll get something out of the way first of all: I had a wonderful childhood. Why do people think that anyone who likes to be treated the way I like to be treated had to have had a terrible, abusive childhood? It’s just not true. My parents were awesome and I had a totally ordinary upbringing. Ordinary school, ordinary friends, ordinary experiences. First got drunk at 14, first kiss at 15, lost my virginity at 16 and had my heart broken at 17. Graduated high school in the top of my classes but decided not to go to uni, mainly because everyone else was doing it and I like to be different, just for the fuck of it. So I got a job at an enormous law firm in Sydney as a receptionist and general administrative dogsbody. That’s where my real story starts.