A story in the Life with the Parkers Universe
This is the first story in the 'Life with the Parkers' series. The stories are all self-contained but are more meaningful if read in order. The next story will be 'Fanny and the Boys.'
It was the day the cleaning lady went to the house of Mrs Williams and her twelve-year-old son, but today was different - she was soon transported into a whirlwind of sex.
When Angie's parents divorced, she went with her mother and her brother Frank went with their dad and she didn't see them for years. Now that she's off to grad school where her father teaches it's time to get to know her father and brother all over again.
Two brothers farmed potatoes together. One had two daughters and, because Covid prevented them from dating, he felt it was his duty to prepare them to be good wives. His own wife agreed. The other brother had a son and a daughter, and whey they found out what their cousins were doing, they felt like they should participate in getting ready for marriage, too. The result was two families engaged in a taboo lifestyle, which worked as well as the farming did. And the farming worked very well indeed.
Matt Williams, a shy and talented teenage photographer, has always felt like an outsider in the world of sports at Jamestown High. But behind the lens, he sees everything—and someone. While the rest of the school cheers for Ricky Forrester, the basketball star, Matt is drawn to someone in the stands: Ricky’s mother, the elegant and alluring Mary Forrester. A quiet obsession begins to grow—captured in stolen moments, lingering glances, and secret photographs.
One day my neighbour's kid Gemma came round with a parcel. She'd changed so much since I'd last seen her a year ago when she moved down to her dad's, now she was sexy and shapely, and so horny, just like her mum Judy. I soon learn that she'd not had a good time with her dad, and this is something I had to fix, to give her closure. Then I find that maybe he wasn't her dad, and everything wasn't as it first seemed...
When my adult niece called, sounding upset, and asked if she could come stay with me for a while, of course I said yes. It was only supposed to be until she could get her feet under her from a marriage gone wrong. The problem is, she couldn't get her feet under her. That's because I kept her in bed.