Kim and I are thrilled that so many people are enjoying reading about our adventures. We have received so many really nice e-mails from lots of lovely people, its good to know you girls and guys out there are enjoying them! We had promised each other a trip to Europe but hadn't really made any firm plans. Kim and I were relaxing by the sea. We had bailed ou...
Stan Beamish huffed his way up the steps from the dock, and wondered about the pile of sawn lumber that he saw under a tarpaulin. It had been carefully and neatly stacked. He shrugged and carried on. It was when he got near the house that he stopped again. The scrub and tangled bramble were gone, and the earth that it had covered was freshly turned and he co...
THE SECOND YEAR CHAPTER 4 Despite the distractions I passed my exams and was through to the second year. Back home, Dad was disappointed that I had not found some friendship with suitable young men of "our people", but Mum said it was OK that I was taking it slowly. He asked did they have the society meetings entirely in "our language" and I said no. (And...
A special thanks to LadyNina13 for the light editing. Much appreciated. ***** Chapter 1 The kitchen was filled with the aroma of fresh brewed coffee. The brewer sputtered and hissed as it finished squirting a stream of dark liquid into his mug. He took it from the tray and walked back to the dining nook where his laptop was set up. Sitting, he took a s...
The setting is a small city in New Zealand. The hero with the odd name of Dio falls into an usual occupation that connects him to an assortment of offbeat characters. Dio enjoys a life richer in many ways than most people around him. He and twenty year old Carra break-down the hostility of Carra's parents over the 12-year age difference between her and Dio a...
The Gaze of the Abyss Once she lost the attention of the retributive head mistress, Norma's life settled into a type of normalcy and mostly boredom, much to her relief. The vast majority of the female slaves served purely as decoration, housed and kept at exorbitant expense as a status symbol. The unseen potentate had detached private quarters where he kept...
Last week, people assembled at the local council offices to talk about improvements around our shire. I responded to an advertisement in our local newspaper seeking interested people to get involved with their council to suggest improvements to open areas and parklands. I am Wendy Bradley, a journalist and I write articles for magazines and newspapers so I t...
I awoke on Sunday morning, hung over, but feeling good. I felt, well, I felt alive. What had gotten into me? My mind trawled through the events of the previous night. Did I really show myself off to Roger like that? Had I really done THAT? Yes, you had. And I liked it. And he was never going to tell, I could be sure of that, so it was going to be our little...
Warning: This chapter features head swapping, shoe shopping, high-heel stomping, boob swapping, top dropping, melon making, revenge taking, hair cutting, sexy strutting, bikini wearing, boys staring, leg swiping, moral griping, tit jiggling, rampant giggling, ice creaming, villainous scheming, feminine wanting, promiscuous flaunting, mom wrangling, girl-dick...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...