Short fiction
Roger Altringham lived a very comfortable life and could afford to go on ferociously expensive holidays. He mostly went on luxury cruises and when he did fly, he always travelled First Class. He had never married but had had his fair share of women and was quite a charmer. He particularly enjoyed chatting with ladies online. Long into the night, he would have conversations with at least two women at the same time if not three, and sometimes, he even had four on the go, all at the same time. He thought it was an innocent enough thing to do but what he didn’t realise was that the ladies all swooned over his every word. You see, Roger had a way with words. He could make the fattest, ugliest, most downtrodden woman in the world feel spectacularly special. He didn’t go out of his way to do it; it just came naturally to him. He had had more proposals of marriage than he cared to recall.
There was Rosa from South Africa, Penny from Melbourne, Judy, a Brit living in the south of France, Annabelle from Kentucky, Eliza from Chicago and so the list went on. He had built up quite a hareem and was very proud of his accomplishment to captivate the ladies online and then capture their hearts with his words. He came across as a perfect gentleman to each and every one of them.
Judy was proving the most difficult to deal with. Roger never met his ladies in…
