January 8th, 2017
A party frolic leads to real discipline
By Paul S
It was Joanne’s birthday, as she celebrated 29 years on the planet. Joanne lived with Norman and sibling Emily, of similar age, and their children plus slightly younger Rebecca and sibling Charles and their young children at the Seafront Hotel on the Atlantic coast.
They were all related and previously lived near the city, but Uncle Tony, aged 68, had generously purchased an old 1960s Atlantic seafront hotel in need of some tender loving care for the family to do up and run as a family project and boutique hotel business.
He says he was glad he could help, but said he wanted to visit from time to time to see how things were going with his investment, as their principal benefactor. He also wanted to visit to see his favourite niece, as he put it, as he lived in Rome these days, running his own successful art gallery business.
December 13th, 2016
Anna discovers Botticelli and eroticism. The next in the series.
By Paul S
Anna and Ben had been going steady for a while now, and seeing each other regularly. Their relationship had progressed to the point where they felt comfortable with each other and trusted each other.
The unsavoury episode with Ben’s previous girlfriend, Julia, had now passed and things settled down to normal. It is true jilted lover Julia had spanked her out of jealousy, but this had just awakened Anna’s curiosity, particularly after Ben had punished ex-girlfriend Julia and told her to stop abusing his new beau, Anna.
Anna’s curiosity eventually got the better of her, and she asked Ben to try out a brief and light swishy caning to see what it felt like. Needless to say, she found it very stimulating.
October 13th, 2016
A new wife makes an interesting purchase
By Paul S
Heather was a newly married wife in her late twenties, living in Glasgow, Scotland with her new partner, Chris. They had a wonderful wedding, had just returned from honeymoon and were getting back in the old routine they left behind before all the family buzz of getting married.
Heather was fairly slim, about 5 foot 8 inches tall with long dark hair, blue eyes and a slim, trim figure, 26-24-36. Chris was a little bigger built and slightly taller with auburn hair.
Chris drank socially with friends and Heather, who also drank, also smoked, which was habit Chris badly wanted her to break.
September 25th, 2016
Are strict parents such a bad thing?
Andrea lay back, eyes closed, reclined on the wooden garden chair; her cold drink fizzed on the round wooden table by her side. The page of her book was marked by being open against the table. Her senses soaked in the sounds of the garden. Quiet music ebbed and flowed in the background, birds sang, there was a hum of wildlife. The sweet smell of the freshly mown lawn was being cut away by the first gentle wafts of the warm smoke from the barbecue.
A shrill cry of excitement made her jump. She looked around, lifting her sunglasses to survey the scene.
September 8th, 2016
A wife Katie honours her marriage vows
By Paul S
Mark and Katie were a married couple in their 40s with no children but a small Staffordshire terrier dog called Bella who was 3 and very lively, but kept out of the master bedroom.
Mark was about 45 and medium build, about 5 foot 9 inches with dark hair and hazel eyes. Katie was younger and also medium build and a bit shorter at 5 foot 6 inches, with blue eyes and ash blonde mid length hair, and originally with 34-26-36 vital statistics.
They had been married about 15 years, and for the first 10 years or so were very happy. Then Katie decided to indulge in extravagant spending habits and rudeness, possibly as a result of being unable to conceive a child and becoming frustrated in her aim to start a family. At first, Mark was very understanding, but as Katie’s spending and behaviour grew more excessive, he reminded her to take it easy and that with her marriage vows she had agreed to honour and obey her husband.
September 2nd, 2016
A student gets what she really needs to help her with her studies. By a new writer to us.
Growing up, my Mom managed the Dairy Queen (DQ) in my home town. I played Pop Warner football when I was 12 years old. Normally, we had practice on Mondays after school. One Monday morning, the coach’s son let me know his Dad had to make an emergency trip out of town and practiced was cancelled.
Our house was only a few blocks away from school and I got home about 3:15. My mother usually worked until at least 5:30 pm. She did not like phone calls at work and being home early was not anything I needed to let her know about. Shortly after getting home, I was in my room and heard my Mom come through the front door. I started to come out of my room and I could hear she had someone with her.
June 17th, 2016
A journalist investigates attitudes to corporal punishment.
My name is Claire Cooper. I am a retired journalist, and I was browsing through some early papers from my career when I chanced to come upon an interview I did as a trainee back in the early sixties. The magazine I worked for was doing a series of interviews on ‘ordinary family life’. I was sent to interview a lady who had agreed to talk about her experiences and her views on corporal punishment or ‘a smacked bottom’ as it was referred to in those days. As you can imagine, I was very nervous as this was one of my first assignments. This is the transcript.
June 14th, 2016
A period piece with an American setting
By Jane Fairweather
It was a dream; of course it was a dream, but it was so vivid. Lucille was on the deck of the schooner (she knew enough about sailing ships to know it was a schooner). The sails had been furled, presumably by the pirates, and the schooner was tied to the larger pirate vessel, which still had its guns protruding from its side. The valiant little crew of the schooner were all dead and lying there on the deck. Some were covered in blood. Some were not covered in blood. Lucille noticed there were nooses hanging from one of the masts. Presumably they had been hanged by the angry pirates, who she could hear muttering that these idiots should have surrendered and not given them such a fight and the pickings were not worth the effort, let alone the loss of their captain. Then someone was asking what should they do with the girl, which was her, presumably. Then another someone was saying that they might as well have their fun with her. And then a voice with the sound of authority in it, it sounded very like her father, was saying that sort of fun always caused trouble; but they would have a different sort of fun with her. Then they were rigging a plank over the side of the schooner and were pushing her towards it and pricking her backside with a cutlass. Then she was out on the plank and it was bending under her weight; and then she was falling…
June 14th, 2016
A daughter in law pays the penalty for damaging a car
By Paul S
Martin was married to Louise and they were a couple in their mid-fifties, happily married with two adult children, Craig and Charlotte, who now lived on their own, plus their sheepdog Poppy.
Craig had married Daisy about 6 months ago, and she was a charming and delightfully fit young girl who frequently popped round to see Martin and Louise in her Toyota Yaris, which Martin had let her have when he upgraded his wife’s car a year ago.
Martin was mad about cars, and recently changed his ageing classic TT Roadster for a brand new hard top TT sport in white. He spent hours cleaning and polishing it, and trying out all the optional extras, like the phone links, stereo system and additional driver features of his new £30,000 car.
June 8th, 2016
Two student lodgers learn the hard way they need to obey their landlady’s rules
By Kane Strokes
Many months had past since Helen’s daughter had left home as a married woman. Pleased and happy for her daughter, Helen missed the noise, the chatter and laughter that young women bring into a house, and this house was demanding those features of life.
The house was ideally set, less than fifteen minutes walk from the university, but only yards from open country and, better still, only a short drive to sun, sea and sandy beaches, when there was a summer to enjoy such features.
Helen no longer had to work. She filled her days doing the things she wanted to do, gardening, walks in the country, days out to places of interest, and of course some retail therapy. It was on such a therapeutic day, taking a break with morning coffee, she over heard a conversation between two students sat behind her. Their language was colourful, to say the least. When you stripped away the expletives, their topic of conversation was the high price of lodgings in or close to the university. An idea was born.