The Daily Dormouse. (aka Bike) Part 1982 by Angharad Copyright © 2013 Angharad All Rights Reserved.

A little something I wrote a few years back...

Some people's children...

I've mentioned a friend's daughter, J, before. She's more than a bit headstrong, has not so standard interests. When she gets a bit older I'm going to have to talk to her mother about introducing her to a few people. For the safety of any boyfriends she may have!

Her latest escapade wound up being self-punishing. Seems she and a few of her friends found a piercer who was willing to overlook the fact that they were underage.

This occurs in early summer shortly after Morgan's current school year. Consider it a "teaser" for the future. No real spoilers.

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It sort of started when we attended a family reunion in Oregon. I met a cousin who lived there. Nothing special about that.

Not until I saw her head for the mens locker room at the pool in the park the reunion picnic was in.

"Morgan! Whoa. That's the guys locker room!"

I got this long suffering look. "I know, Melinda. Legally, I am a guy. Look, I can explain everything later."

He(?) paused. "That is, if you still want to hang around with a weirdo."

I was a bit surprised, but shook my head. "No, I've got my own weirdnesses. I can hardly get upset at you for being weird."

The Daily Dormouse. (aka Bike) Part 1981 by Angharad Copyright © 2013 Angharad All Rights Reserved.

Wigging Out
By Paul Calhoun

A man finds a female disguise and then forgets to take it off before he answers the door.

A test of a couple of masking elements I wanted to try out. First the mask itself which is unlike those I usually use and also an exploration of what happens when the target boyfriend knows from almost the very beginning who the female really is.

Into every life a little star must fall...

A friend of Melinda's has some serious difficulties with women, mostly because he gets all tongue-tied and clumsy when he's around a girl he's attracted to. Jenny and Melinda think that a trip to Bikini Beach could change his perspective.

This is a new, never-before-published Bikini Beach story. I hope you enjoy.

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It’s Never Too Late To Apologise (2).
by
Angharad

 © March 2013

I put on my best "innocent" look and used my "little girl" voice. Looking up with "puppy dog" eyes I said, "Mister, we're trying to raise money for our school..."

I was doing my best to look like a cute, earnest young Catholic schoolgirl trying to make her quota in the fund raiser.

I continued, after the brief pause, "...would you like to buy a blowjob?"

The explosion was incredible. Worth every bit of my effort.