Originally, I wanted this to be as an homage for Mother's Day, but I couldn't complete it in time. Oh well, better late than never - Hope you enjoy!

It had been five years since I stood on this small grassy hill, five years since I had said my goodbye to one of the best women I had ever known. Sighing, I looked down at the flowers in my hand and quietly placed them in the little vase that stood like a sentinel before the polished stone.

Copyright © 2015 Maeryn Lamonte - All Rights Reserved.

CHAPTER 12
Popping Ashley’s Cherry

Vaseline? Baby oil? What did Kevin mean by that? I sat up on the bed.

“Uhm, I have baby oil. It’s on my dresser.” I pointed towards the dresser. Kevin walked over and took it. His big dick was hanging down. Even flaccid, it was still a good sized dick and kept bouncing up and down with every step he took. I found myself staring. I couldn’t help it.

Kevin walked over and sat next to me.

Another TG Storytime immigrant. This is a sequel to the story I just posted earlier today, "Twisting My Life". You'll likely notice that a character's name changes between the beginning and the ending, that was a giant mistake, but it ends up working in the story's favor, I think.

THE PURSE AND ITS CONTENTS

Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, is a young and abused Black boy with Asperger's syndrome, and is hated by his guardians, the Dursleys. A little over a week before his birthday, he discovers that he is also a wizard, and the Dursleys knew all along. Not only is he a wizard, but he's also famous in the wizarding world! An AU fanfic.

(Transgender character introduced in chapter 7)

Chapter 2

Dr. Maggie dialed through to the Bond home, and waited. After a few rings, Jenny picked up the phone. “Hello, Bond residence.”

“Mrs. Bond?” asked the doctor.

Author Note:

1: This story is based on the Altered Fates Universe concept established by Jennifer Adams, however I’ve taken some artistic liberties so this story doesn’t strictly adhere to the rules Jennifer established.

2: This is also a fanfic of the J.R.R. Tolkien world of Middle Earth in an untold tale of the First Age. Please note; I didn’t stay completely true to the Middle Earth that Tolkien set up. This is my take on what Middle Earth in the First Age might have been like.

Welcome to the epilogue of Book Three.

And while Book Three is finally wrapping up, it is not all she wrote when it comes to the people Book Three deals with.

And so, the show must go on.

The Reluctant Friend.

By Angharad.

“How was school?” Mary Phillips asked her thirteen year old daughter.

“S’okay, I guess.”

“No one said anything?”

“Not yet, haven’t worked it out yet, give ’em time.”

“Meet anyone interesting?”

“They were all a bit curious, didn’t tell ’em anythin’.”

“Find out who you can trust first, eh?”

“If it’s anything like last time, I don’t think I’ll trust anyone ever again.”

Father’s Day

“What do you want for Father’s day, Dad?”

“Some new shoes ... no, I really need a new purse.”

“You’d better come with me to help choose it, then. I don’t know much about that stuff.”

Speaking of which, your mother was wondering when you’d stop being a tomboy, Sara.”

“Tell you what. I’ll start wearing dresses when you go back to pants.”

“Point taken. Let’s go shopping.”

End

Chapter 32 - A New Steve Emerges

It felt like his head was spinning and he had to put his hands on the car when he thought that he might faint. His thoughts were going 100 miles an hour and he tried shaking his head to clear it.

Steve and his analytical brain just couldn't figure out what was happening.

Bob will have to make a hard choice, and live with the consequences of his actions.

Then, there is a party on Lagoon Island. Where the Lagoon parents learns something very important about their five daughters.

All this in Chapter Fourteen, “Bounties and Bikinis.”

Caution: Nudity, Sexual Situations, and Bodily Functions.