"Mom, mom!"

"In the kitchen honey."

"Mom! You will never guess what I found!"

"You are right about that. Well?"

"Sara has a boyfriend! And he's older than her too!"

"You worm! What are you- you were reading my diary again weren't you?"

"What? NO! I just, I mean..."

"Oh, look, he's blushing! Wait. I keep that in my... you were in my underwear!"

“Okay, listeners, we have a sad story here…” Jane Bronte, hosted her usual radio show on a Sunday morning, playing pop classics that no one could remember, interspersed with audience participation.

"... and he said for me to stay away from him?!?!? And he walked to his car and yelled more names too.... He needs a vocab class, really."

Easy As Getting Back On A Bike.
by Bonzi (Mum's out riding)
part: 31 doz.

It was friday morning and I was laying on top of my bed trying to read Cycling Weekly while I waited for the decision from the consultant. Two of the women with whom I shared the four bed unit were talking at volume and were making it harder to concentrate.

"But our Vera, says I should do more of it."

Easy As Falling Off A Bike - Hard As Landing On The Road!
by Angharad & Bouncing Bonzi
part 371.

The next few days were as boring as before, perhaps more so as I was staying awake more of the time. Stella came in every day in time for Dr Kelly's coffee break or lunch. If he was busy, she stayed and chatted with me.

Marvin's mother worried about him. He seemed to have no friends, no interests, no ambitions.

She-male porn.

The Guardian of Sharon’s Rose

Prelude, Chapters 1 & 2

by shalimar

What better way to have a summer romance than to use the most common historical place and time used by romance novelists, London, during the Regency period. In this case November 1814 to after Waterloo.

Prelude:

September 1,1066

“Thou art the ‘Guardian of the Rose?’”

Easy As Falling For A Quack
by Angharad
part:370

Stella came back about half an hour later, she was so smug, I was tempted to annoy her. I resisted the temptation.

"You still awake?" she said returning to my cubicle.

"Looks like," my words part echoing through the vents in the steamed up oxygen mask. "You look full of yourself, so I assume he asked you out."

"My life isn't so much back to normal after all, because even though everybody knows, and everybody knows everybody knows, I still wound up doing something totally weird this morning."

Easy As Falling Off, Like.
by Angharad
part: 369

Easy As Calling For A Mate.
by Angharad
part:368

The next several days were spent partly sleeping, having the odd test and pill or receiving visitors. Apart from Simon, Stella and Tom, I had one or two from uni come in to say hello, including Pippa and Neal, the latter bringing me in a framed photo of Spike for me to keep on my locker.