This isn't supposed to be a fancy story but just a story of people at Christmas and shortly afterward. I hope your Christmas is joyful and you remember "the reason for the season!" Have a Happy New Year! Randy will. I'm glad I made the posting before Christmas though it was close. I still don't like the very end but, after four re-writes, it is what it is. 73, RG
Jean Perkins was a comely woman. Often opinionated and quite bossy. When her husband, Stan, confessed to having sex with their vamp of a daughter Sylvia, Jean laid down the law — no more than twice a week and never in her bed. (All but one instance of incest is referenced and not described in detail.)
[A note from Bondi Beach] This text is from a very close friend who lived in Sydney about the same time as I did. She asked me to post it for her. A Tolkien fanatic, Badger cast her fantasy partly in Middle Earth. It's fan fiction with real people, an erotic romp, and a story of separation with its attendant sorrows. In the end it's a love story, albeit a very short one.