After Mr. Peters’ class in which the boys provided samples of sperm for Miss Harding, Penny had been wanting to get Teddy alone. She was waiting for him when he came out of Miss Harding’s Human Biology class, but he was not in a good mood. Miss Harding had used the sperm samples for the class, as she had said she would, but he found the whole experience to be embarrassing and frustrating. He had been paired with Sally Embretson, who found the exercise disgusting, and when she learned that the sperm they were studying was in fact Teddy’s, she almost had a fit. Miss Harding settled her down, but Sally continued to make derogatory Click to read more
It has been a really long time since I posted the previous chapter of Paradise Island. I moved jobs and became really busy and the muse just left me. Thanks to everybody who kept sending me emails to carry on writing the story. Without those emails, I wouldn’t have found it in me to restart writing. Hopefully, the next chapter won’t be so long in the writing!
It’s best to go back and read the previous chapters. If you don’t want to, here’s a brief summary:
Paradise Island is a tropical island in the south seas. It is very isolated from the rest of the world and is divided Click to read more
Every man remembers his first time. That first access to the warm juices of a woman’s secret place. In spite of my forty or so years making my living satisfying unfulfilled rich ladies (a career that I will reveal to you in due course), that first time, and its consequences will live with me forever.
For one thing I had waited so long, being such a shy, mother-dominated eighteen year old in my last weeks of High School. I’d had little real experience of the opposite sex. A brief touch of Teresa Wilson’s left breast through her thick cardigan before she knocked my hand away, was as good as it got. Females had always turned me Click to read more
Frank Tattrie is unique among the unique.
Frank is a wiry, long haired, bearded, six four hillbilly who always wears a Red Fox hat. You know the kind where he just skinned and cured the fox with all its parts bunched it up and put it on his head, He added two black beady glass eyes that stare at you. You don’t know weather to look into Frank’s eyes or the Fox. Don’t mistake me. This is not a scraggly piece of rat fur but an incredibly lush and thick winter coat Red Fox in pristine shape.
Frank knows everybody.
More important, everybody knows Frank.
Like the joke about the Pope giving audience in Vatican Square.
Frank Click to read more
It had been a long, busy day but exciting, too. Both Val and Hannah got some unexpected praise for their performances at the band competition, so they were hyper and in a good mood but they were annoyed to have discovered that everyone else seemed to have found something to do and forgotten about them off in the other wing of the motel. Since the start of the practice for this extended field trip experience, they had bonded a bit because they got stuck ”buddied” as roommates. Val had been treating Hannah like a sister she didn’t have.
Val sat cross-legged on the motel bed and heard the rumble of her phone vibrating on the nightstand. Click to read more
Christine Dunn, MS was employed as a sex therapist at the congregation’s Family Life Center. She took cases that the other staff could not deal with effectively. Her deep spirituality and her excellent clinical skills combined to help the parishoners work their way through whatever sexual problems they experienced.
She maintained the highest ethical standards and had gained enough clinical stamina to avoid the entanglements that come with doing sex therapy. It was not that she was unaffected, just that she had found a way to hold her client’s pain without it staining her own psyche. In fact, she had found a way to Click to read more
Beth knew she was too quiet, shy. That was probably the reason she was never noticed by all those good looking boys she would often find herself fantasizing about at the dorm in her bed with her spit covered fingers manipulating her womanhood.
She never could figure out how to share with anyone else what she did by herself even though she was aware that people did these things everyday, every night, all the time. Was it because how her parents viewed sex, then? It had to have been the environment she grew up in. How was she to break out, or break it? It came to her that perhaps she should put herself into a situation where she had no choice but Click to read more
I’m a single dad with 2 kids. Their mom lives in the same town and we share them 50/50. Daycare centers are expensive, and most require parents to pay regardless if the kids show up or not. So I opted to seek out independent day-care providers/babysitters.
I hired a young lady after searching a local independent daycare website. Now most of the ”sitters” on this site are young college students looking to help pay for college. I was a college student myself, and admired anyone trying to help themselves! Anyway, the first young lady I hired was OK, but she was more interested in talking and texting on the phone with friends, etc. Click to read more