A story in the The Windy Pines Universe
The Conclusion of The Windy Pines Saga Sam's now at Camp without his family. After what happened with Mom right before he left, he's got a lot of thinking to do, and a lot of wondering about what the future holds. Between the other campers and some visiting friends from his parents' youth, it might be a wild summer...
Bryant DeWitt is a normal kid in an abnormal world - a world of superheroes and villains, where magic and technology rub shoulders. He never *expected* to get superpowers - but when he does get cosmic powers, what he super double never expected was to learn that his boring family is actually The Impossibles - each one with unique powers and abilities, each famous in their own right! Now, Bryant has to learn on the go as he's tossed into the (surprisingly erotic) world of superheroics!
Bobby forgot his sister's birthday, which was bad enough, but he's also broke, which made things worse. But there WAS something she needed that he could provide, and which would make her birthday a special event. / (Reviews)
Perhaps it was because she'd heard it so often that it had become true. She'd been called a 'good girl' throughout her sixteen years by her parents, relatives, and teachers. Nerd was a term that she and her few friends had often heard used about themselves. But one day someone spotted the naughty girl hidden away inside, just waiting to be let out.
Malcolm is the closet transvestite Michele who is yearning to come out of the closet and play. He organises the firm's fancy dress Xmas party using the theme "Whores & Pimps". The difference is that the men come as whores and the women as pimps. Michele gets blackmailed, seduced, raped and gang-banged as the night progresses. Then she goes home to tell her sister all about it only to find her sister has a penchant for trannys.
You work hard over many years to bury a secret obsession, but then everyone's saying that you married a woman who looks like your sister's sister. Maybe something like this might happen next. Apologies for not giving this the print-out/red-pencil treatment.