I was in the middle of preparing my evening meal when the phone rang. It was my dear sister Phoebe who as soon as I got the receiver to my ear sounded off about her latest ailment. "You what...?" "Been to the doctor...?" "What is it...?" "Ah, pain in the tummy." "It's not...!" "Oh, a touch of indigestion... I'm..." From the upstairs flat came the...
Warning: Those of you who don't care for my other stories certainly won't like this. Note on names: In this story I have always referred to the Government minister only as 'John' but even that was not his real name. Also my wife's given name is Deborah but she likes Debbie, Debs and Deb. The only version of her name that she used to dislike is Debra. * I...
This is part 3 of a series and it is highly recommended that you read the first two parts in order to understand the characters. As usual all comments are welcomed and encouraged. *** In the ensuing months, Amy and I still went to the rugby club once a fortnight for the home game. We were acutely aware of how embarrassed we both were, when Amy bared her b...
It's Party Time! Girl's Nite To those of you that have not read the previous parts this will make much more sense if you start back at the beginning. Comments always welcum. ***** We were late, predictably. Despite being assured that she was probably less than half the age of any of the other attendees, Anja seemed to be obsessed with 'will I do?' and 'w...
Some time ago I read a story where the author used the idea of the television newscast and the idea stuck in my head. I can't remember the guy's name or that of the story so I apologise to that author if there is any similarity between his story and mine. Wanderer jargon buster: TARDIS stands for Time and Relative Dimensions In Space and is the name of "Doc...
CHAPTER 1 Spring was bursting forth in great beauty on Kentland Farm that had been in Don ownership for eleven generations and the current owner – a grumpy attorney well-known in Boston – was the fifth Don going by the name of Smithfield. One of the many first sons bypassing the ridiculous name of Springfield had been named Donald Don, known as Don Don. He...
3 years later We are side by side on the beach at Porquerolles. White sand trickles between my toes as Lyn lies with her head on my stomach, stretched out at right angles to me. She is wearing a swimming costume, as am I. Nearby a young woman is playing with two children, one about two and a half year's old, the other barely a year. The young woman is James...
Author's Note. This work is a figment of my imagination. It's not real, so don't break my balls about what you think should have happened...it's just a story. It also contains explicit descriptions of vaginal, oral and anal sex between consenting adults over the age of 18. If any (or all) of these themes offend your sensitivities, please do not proceed...
My thanks go to my proofreaders LadyCibelle, and my friend SH, for attempting to sort out all of my co... foul-ups! But I must remind the reader that I still retain my annoying habit (Well I would be surprised if I doesn't get right up their noses, after all the effort they put in on my behalf!) of fiddling with my tales of woe, almost every time that I open...
The turtle was no more than twenty feet away. My wife of eighteen days had seen it first, and had surfaced to wave at me and point to down and to her right. Whatever she was pointing it, she looked excited, so it had to be worth a look. I took a deep breath through my snorkel tube and ducked my head below the surface, scanning the clear blue water for what h...