A thoroughly modern story with a bit of an old west twist thrown in for good measure. The times may change but outlaws never do. Sammy knew well enough who was who and what was what. Too bad the Parson boys didn't know that. Charlie has lost the love of his life and when he realizes the family farm is in trouble too, it time to get back to his roots

I loved to visit my cousin because, well, she was a girl. And I was more at home with my cousin, Penny, than my guy friends back then in the mid-fifties. You might of thought that she was my best friend at the time.

At last ‘A life’

By Julie D Cole
Chapter 72 Private moments

‘A Wax? …..no way. A bikini wax….forget it. I can’t possibly expose myself anyway, you know I can’t.’

‘Oh Chrissy you are chicken. Come on be brave. These girls see much more than you think. They see every type of person you can imagine and women have lots of different sizes of labia. We are no different to men. We come in all shapes and sizes.’

‘Yes but mine is not the same. My labia extends a bit.’

CHAPTER 38
I have already said that no matter how careful one plans and prepares, there is always that collection of ‘little things’ that make themselves known right at the last minute, and in this case it was courtesy of Stewie. His old Roller, the wedding present that he and Sally were lending us for the day, along with a couple of other cars, had a visit from the Faery Folk en route to our house.

The Verdict of the Phoenix

Thanks to Maggie, for giving me permission to include the Spectre. And thanks for Lilith for editing, and for letting me play in the Ret-Con sandbox. But especially thanks to those who read my stuff and keep encouraging me to write anyway.

‘Daydreams can come True ’
By
Julie Dawn Cole

Well I guess I should carry on. At least for a while.

My wonderful new friend was called Susie and she had her own photography business but she was working as a paid employee doing physiotherapy. Mainly the patients under her care were infirm or mature but they all loved her. As she’d passed through her thirties she’d calmed down a lot and was not so wild anymore.

Jem…Chapter one I guess…

Series inspired by Melinda_Starr
(It’s her fault.)

“Never thought I could dance…”
“Never though I ever be asked…”

“La, la, la….. (Humming.) the lights are bright and I’m up on the stage…”

And the rest of it just won’t come. I fall back away from my keyboard and flake out on the bed with all my comics and magazines and sign putting my palms over my face and trying to rub the writer’s block-blahs away.

I know the song sounds girly but it’s supposed to. I’ve been writing it for the next teeny-chick pop star.

Mum took the headmistress into the lounge were Mavis`s aunt already was, and told me to put the kettle on, Mavis and I went into the kitchen to make a pot of tea and dad arrived home earlier than usual. He joined the three ladies in the lounge after hanging his coat up and putting his briefcase in his office.

With time running out, Emily uses her dress fitting as a chance to bargain her way out of her upcoming wedding.

“Yeah, I know that now. I was young and stupid and I messed up big.” Rachel said. “But I understand, at least I think I do.” She patted at the seat once more, this time Tracy sat down.

“I do.” Rachel replied. This caused Tracy to look up at her. “You're finding yourself.”