Chapter 3 where Iona learns from her own older British children that her damaged mind might become a danger to her youngest telapthic American childran if they are exposed too early to her emotional damage and psychopathically dammaged mind. Once again, Iona is forced to leave her children so that their impressionable young minds are not damaged by Iona's and she can return later when the youngest children are better inured to her damaged psyche.

Chapter 8 The End of an Era

Back in Perranporth for the summer I soon settled into the routine, but was now based in our admin office rather than the Piran Hotel, working alongside Mum on the running of the business rather than the operational side in the hotels. Although the Abba act had been very successful and a bit of fun, they were not going to continue this year. One of the barmen had left for a new job, and Maria wanted to concentrate on expanding her hair and beauty business, so there were to be no distractions as Maria.

I have tried several times to get this story published on Doppler Press so that Big Closet could benefit from any sale it might enjoy but seemingly I am having no luck at all getting doppler press to respond to my endeavours to put the book on their website.

Sadly therefore this novel, which is the follow on from Mindful one will just have to be posted here on Big Closet, Top Shelf.

My apologies to Big Closet and their hard-working staff for any lost sales they might have suffered but I feel I have to post it now or it will forever be lost to those few readers that profess to enjoy my work. I'm now seventy three now and the future looks bleak.

Sorry folks, but here goes nothing.

PS. The novel ends up with Iona euthenising herself to escape from her persuers so be warned.

So when I was a child of 9ish i diecoverd my sister and I were similar in appearance. Thus started my foray into the wearing of her clothes. It began with what she had been wearing during the day and left in the bathroom when she bathed. We all just discarded our clothes in the same hamper. Mom would do the laundry and return it to its respective location in our dresser. She never checked the hamper for contents so I would take a piece of my sisters clothing and wear it to bed and return it to the bathroom hamper in the morning.

Sorry for the delay: Dawn.

Stone

Chapter 25 – Things progress

[This is an oldie from late September 2010.]

“Stay where you are love. I’ll call for an ambulance,” said the tall man.

“Fuck off and leave me alone,” replied the woman who was obviously injured.

“Nonsense. I can see that you need medical attention. That blow to the head needs some stitches.”

“What are you a fucking doctor or something? Get the hell out of here and leave me alone.”

He laughed.
“No, you don’t understand. I’m a special constable. Just on my way home from a shift.”

Summer With Em - Chapter 31

By Julie D Cole.

This is how it goes. You say, “I’m a writer.” Then they say, “Really‽” You can hear the interrobang in their voice, the compounded question and exclamation marks that say, “An alien, Eh? I never met an alien before!” Which is an example of their reality. Just for God’s sake whatever you do don’t tell them you’re trans too. The shock will kill them, and you’ll be charged with manslaughter. Society has really got it in for trans aliens at the moment. They’re the new gingers.

Ashe's journey reaches its conclusion.

"Hi, I’m Gino, I’m booked into bedroom 1.”

“Gino ? We were told to expect a Gina, there must be some mistake, this is a flat for six girls.”

Summer With Em - Chapter 30

By Julie D Cole‘

It didn’t take Frankie long to remove my pyjama trousers even though I feigned resistance. She distracted me with one hand focused on my right breast and pinned me back by kissing me full on.

Since the prospect of getting my new body had come closer, my intermittent dysphoria had gotten worse.

Ash's life carries on in spite of the strange goings on.