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Now that the truth has been revealed, Quinn and Ricky have a lot to deal with.
Each has their own struggles as they try to figure out what is best for themselves.
Alex must deal with being outed by a well meaning guest. Christmas continues
to surprise everyone at The Haven. I wanted so badly to have this done by Christmas,
but real life kept getting in the way. Nothing bad - just a lot of things happening
at once. Thank you to everyone who has been following the story!
Now for the Final Act of this story...
Almost Halloween, on a rainy day near Buttonwillow she stole a ride...
Esperanza
by Lainie Lee
The stowaway hitchhiker called herself Kelly, or maybe Esperanza. She seemed to be haunted by the ghost of an old man…but was the true story even stranger?
"David," Christina said, "I'm glad that you and I got a chance to talk tonight. See, I'm on to your little scheme. Nina isn't going anywhere with you tonight."
David sneered, "Why don't you let Nina make up her own mind?"
Timeout 4, Reel to Real: A Whateley Academy Fan fiction, Chapter 9
Joanie meets one of her idols, who prefers to be called Jen, they talk, have lunch and she gets an invitation to appear on a TV show. The narration duties for NOVA finish up. Joanie gets a shocking surprise from a close friend and a whopping big surprise from her familiar. Oh, did I mention the idol is Jennifer Marie S...
Andy Warhol said,"In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes." What if your 15 minutes came late in life, and fame decided to never let you go? Could you survive the circus your life would become?
"...I don’t want to go out on a date with Josh! I want to be with Samantha! Yeah... I’m with Samantha almost twenty-four, seven,... but as a girl. I want to be with her as a guy! To hold her in my arms! To smell her hair... to feel her soft skin and beautiful lips. To have her look at me... to refer to me... the same way as she does with Josh. *sigh*"
The toilet humour continues - there's a a surprise!
Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad
part 86.
Driving out of Portsmouth I was very lucky I didn't have a crash. My temper was up to my eyeballs and I was ready to trade punch for punch with anyone who wanted to try it on.
How far would you go to save the woman you love?
Warning: this story has a strong plot element and may require re-reading in order to be fully appreciated.
Clutching the envelope with the name change in it, I walked to the biology department and to Professor Agnew's office. I had spoken briefly with his secretary yesterday who gave me a knowing smile, told me how nice I looked and waved me in. I knocked on his door and entered.
Synopsis: Cindy and Allyssa are convinced Terri doesn't need to be so depressed at her situation. They begin trying to change her attitude and self image. They want her open up a bit more.
The girls in the cabin erupted in applause and rushed over to hug the large girl. Erika, who hung back a bit, was a bit mystified by what was happening. Guys didn’t do this kind of thing for one another. Well not really. It was more like. ‘Hey, Dude, want to?’… ‘Yeah, sure.’….. ‘Cool.’. That was about all that guys did, not this whole 'We are going to help you out, every step of the way and give you hugs of encouragement' thing."
I was walking through the University Center, the wind billowing around my legs and up my skirt. I was heading to the food court, weaving my way through people. The crowd was pretty dense but I was a not so big person, so I was able through to slide through several holes in the mass of people.
I slid through one such mass and ran into someone. Whoever they were smelled heavily of Old Spice, which made me think of Bruce Campbell. “Watch where you going!”
Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 84 (That's like 7 dozen!).
Stella and I sat and talked a little longer although much of it was about my family. Stella wanted to know all sorts of things about my parents and I could only answer so much of it because I didn't know the answers.
Cathy heads back to Portsmouth and a meeting with Stella.
Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad
part 83.
Somehow I caught the 'back from lunch' traffic and it took ages to get to the hospital. I missed my bike, once Simon resurfaced I needed to organise getting it back.
The double doors swept open to admit a dark haired well built young man. He held his head proud and walked tall as he entered the room.
“Kind of cute.” Monyka whispered for Tonya’s ears only.
As Tonya watched, her heart began to beat harder, She was sure her face must be very flushed. Finally she put her head in her hands and shook her head.
So, it looks like there'll be more of these. I don't think any of them will be easy for me to write, but I'm finding them oddly... cathartic. Cleansing, even. Another fantasy of how things could have gone. If I write more, they won't be in chronological order.
Coulda Been... Too by Edeyn Hannah Blackeney
This didn't happen. The real story is much more painful, but really... this is what might have been in different circumstances. There's a kernel of what really happened here, but...
WARNING: This story describes in details a concentration camp, death train ride and death camp during WWII.
It was the end of the day here in Rotterdam. I could see the Allies bombers returning to England from their raids in Germany as they flew near the city. The shells from the German cannons were exploding like blossoms of black orchards below the squadron above as it flew back to England.
Cathy bakes a cake and goes cookie? See for yourself...
Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad
part 82.
Carrying my shopping back to the house, I had to make two trips - all right, I confess if I hadn't bought some clothes in Tesco, I probably could have made one journey and would have avoided my yucky neighbours.
Alright... the idea behind this is thinking back on how things have happened in my life badly. This is, on a basic level, I guess, my fantasy of how things could have gone. This was the first such scene in my life that occurred to me to write about. There may be more, but I don't know. This was difficult for me to write. Only about 1000 words, with the intro and title.
Coulda Been... by Edeyn Hannah Blackeney Note: This is dedicated to Eupha Galyen. My mother. 25 April 1953 - a long time from now.
This didn't happen. The real story is much more painful, but really... this is what might have been in different circumstances. There's a kernel of what really happened here, but...
Eric’s inner voice pleaded. Why are you dressing up like a girl? Living as a girl? Why did you agree to meet with Josh? Eric stared at the computer screen Why in the hell would you agree to that? To go on a date with a guy? Oh my God, Eric! You agreed to go on a date with an F-ing guy! What are you, gay?
Well the oldest back burner project is NOW released for sale on Amazon only. This is not a transgender fiction. Actually it's a mainstream sci-fi romance. Click on the image to buy from Amazon. BTW, BigCloset gets 50% of the royalties on this.
Just to tease and torture, here is a snippet from the book:
Here are eighteen stories of lumberjacks and bodyguards, fishermen and drag racers, plumbers and financiers who took a risk and fell in love with someone unexpected. They're a lot of fun and one or two of them might make you laugh-out-loud or even get a little teary-eyed. You should take that risk -- after all, romance is worth it.
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