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“This has been an exciting week from what I hear,” Dr. Poltanys said as he clipped the stitches from Gee’s leg.

“The children have finally begun to vocalize. Not all words but they are getting very good with ‘Mommy’ and ‘Daddy’,” Gee said. Whenever someone mentioned things being exciting, Gee thought of the children.

“I’ll bet that thrills Laura and Jude,” Adam chuckled.

“Yes. There was a little confusion when Devon called Marian ‘Mommy’ but it didn’t take them too long to sort out the relationships. And then Nina...”

“How is she doing?”

“She started calling Karen and me Mommy and Daddy. It helped the kids but it really shocked Karen. We figure she’s only ten years older than Nina.”

“Age is irrelevant. She has twenty years more experience. How do you feel about it?”

“It threw me the first time. I didn’t know what to say. We never push her for a display of affection but a few days ago, I commented about how well she was doing with her numbers. She gave me a hug and said, ‘Thank you, Daddy.’ I was blown away. Karen and I have a daughter and she’s already almost out of her teens.”

“Are you happy about that?”

“Very. Ow! I didn’t expect pulling those stitches to hurt.”

“I used a lot of small stitches to try to minimize scarring. You’ll still have a couple of new scars, I’m afraid.”

“How did your other patient from that night fare?” Gee asked.

“The preacher suffered more from hypothermia than physical damage. A few bruises and abrasions caused by the inflating airbags. Other than that, he suffers from an intolerant and abusive disposition aggravated by an attitude of religious superiority and homophobia. The condition is probably terminal.”

“So I’ve heard.”

“The kids at Flor didn’t go easy on you yesterday, did they?”

“News travels fast.”

“I saw Evan Nygard yesterday. He mentioned it.”

“I’m just ... Do you suppose that if I regained my memory, I would understand why I saved him?”

“You might find a list of circumstances that shaped your outlook on life and responses to emergencies. I’m not sure that equates with understanding.” Adam inspected the wounds again and told Gee to dress. “Gee, I see a lot of injuries. I remove tonsils and appendixes. I treat diseases. In short, I see broken people. Once I remove an appendix, the patient heals. They’re missing an appendix but they’re no longer broken. You’re missing your memory but you aren’t broken. When it comes to being judgmental and disdainful of the stupidity of human beings, I’m the one who’s broken, not you. Just keep being who you are. You’ve taught me a lesson.”

In the Blood

Gee walked out along the fencerow Saturday morning with a couple of his crew, but between snow, ice, and wind, they decided it would be at least the next weekend before they could get anything done. Instead they headed back to the foresters’ office and went over the maps.

“If it wasn’t so cold, we could do something,” Gee said. “But until it gets above zero again, I’m not taking anyone out there.”

“None of the foresters are out,” Gabe said. “No reason a bunch of teenage volunteers should be. Go home and enjoy your family.”

That was a good plan. Gee found the children and Jeanie visiting at the mansion. Laura and Jude were in a lively conversation with Karen about the purpose and intent of law. The two families spent much of their weekend together as Naomi, David, and Esther were watched over by Nina and Jeanie.

Monday morning, Karen, Gee, and Nina decided to start the day with a trip to Jitterz rather than make coffee at home. The sun came out and it looked like the day might warm up at last.

“Well, look who’s graced our doors,” Birdie said when they entered the coffee shop. “Are you thawing out?”

“I’m not betting on clear warm weather yet,” Gee said. “Even on a sunny day, it’s still too dangerous to go into the woods with ice falling off the trees.”

“Birdie, I don’t think you’ve met Nina yet. Nina, Birdie owns the coffee shop. What would you like, dear?” Karen asked.

“Hello, Birdie. I’m Nina. May I have coffee with lots of milk?” Nina asked. She was gaining confidence and poise the longer she was with them. Birdie smiled at her.

“You certainly may! Elaine, would you please make a special latte for this young woman?”

“Yes, Birdie,” the singer/barista said.

“While you’re waiting for your coffee, why don’t you sip this tea?” Birdie said to Nina as she guided her to a chair. “I’ll take the cup from you as soon as you’re finished.”

“Thank you, Birdie.” Gee and Karen sat with her. “This is good. It warms my tummy!”

“That’s a good thing on a cold day, isn’t it?” Karen laughed. Nina focused on sipping the tea until Birdie approached with their other drinks and breakfast sandwiches.

“There’s stuff in the bottom of the cup!” Nina said.

“Those are your tealeaves,” Birdie said, trading cups with her. “Now, we’ll look into your cup and find out who you are.”

“You can tell who I am by looking at tealeaves?” Nina exclaimed. “Who am I? Where did I come from? Do I have parents? I mean other than Gee and Karen?”

“Easy, child,” Birdie laughed. “What I see is who is inside you, not your identity. And what I see is a very bright and outgoing young woman. All you need to be successful in life is a little education and opportunity. You’ve not allowed your past to misshape your spirit. You don’t hold anger and resentment inside you. That is very good. You hold your new family and friends as precious. These are things that are important to your life.” Birdie paused and looked at the leaves with a puzzled expression as a group of teens entered the coffee shop.

“Nina!” Jeanie cried. “You remember Barrett, don’t you? And Alyson and Viktor? Come and join us.” Nina waved at her friends and turned to Karen.

“May I, Mommy?”

“Of course you may, Sweetie. We’ll be sitting here for a while. Take your sandwich.” Nina carried her latte and sandwich to the table where Jeanie and Alyson were sitting while Barrett and Viktor ordered for them. Karen and Gee smiled after her and then turned seriously toward Birdie.

“What else is it?” Gee asked. “You saw something important.”

“She belongs here,” Birdie said. “Have you had a DNA test done?”

“The police sent it out to the missing children database. No matches,” Karen said.

“You should try the services where you sent Gee’s DNA,” Birdie declared.

“Do you think she’s related to me?” Gee asked.

“Maybe,” Birdie said, puzzling over the tealeaves. “But I’m sure her parents or grandparents are from Rosebud Falls. The connection is in her blood.” Birdie stood and called to the kitchen. “Violet, dear! What was the name of the DNA testing company you sent a sample to?”

“The one that said I was half Haitian instead of Jamaican like my mama told me?” Violet laughed. She came over to the table and wrote down the name of the lab.

“Yes. I should have told you long ago. Your father is Haitian. I’m full-blooded Irish myself.” They all laughed as Violet returned to the kitchen.

“I recognize this one. I sent Gee’s sample there but there were no matches,” Karen said.

“I just have a feeling,” Birdie sighed as she looked over at the teens.

“I thought you would all be in school today,” Nina said to her friends. “Gee said school was Monday through Friday.”

“Yes, but it’s a holiday,” Alyson said. “We don’t have school today so we decided to go outside and play.”

“Want to join us?” Jeanie asked. “We’re going sledding.”

“In the woods?” Nina asked timidly.

“Not the Wild Woods,” Barrett jumped in. “You remember where we went sledding after the first big snowfall? The track runs from the cemetery to the lumber mill.”

“Oh, I remember! It was fun.”

“And if you are with us, we promise not to let anything bad happen to you,” Viktor said. Alyson squeezed his hand.

“I’ll ... um ... ask Mommy,” Nina said.

“What do you think of that?” Karen asked as they watched Nina leave with her friends. Gee sighed.

“It’s what we want, isn’t it?” he said. “We want her to have friends and to be independent.”

“But... ?”

“It’s hard to let go and not worry about her.”

“Yeah. We have to, though.”

“I think I need to do some work at the foresters’ office,” Gee said.

“Where you can see the road up to the cemetery? Karen nudged him.

“I’m not going to spy on them. I just want to be ... you know ... close enough to respond in an emergency.”

“I love you,” Karen said. “Go off and do your work. And keep your eye out for our daughter. Just in case.”

The Bookhouse

The weather that kept Gee and his crew out of the woods also allowed him more time for other activities. He especially enjoyed sitting in Karen’s study while she worked on her book, and was often joined by Nina as he helped her with reading or writing. Nina was progressing well and while the elementary reading material was below the level of her life experience, she discovered a joy in being able to sit with a book and puzzle out the words. Her math skills were progressing much more rapidly. She seemed to have an affinity for numbers.

Gee also spent time with the younger children at Jude and Laura’s house, often with Nina accompanying him. All three children now used words and phrases, most starting with ‘Mommy’ or ‘Daddy’. It was clear that living full-time with the newlyweds had created a familial bond far more quickly than was possible in the hospital. Marian and Devon were almost daily visitors to the children. Ruth Ann and Sally Ann visited at least one evening a week and on the weekend.

Through the chaos of the fall and winter with all his added responsibilities, Gee had still maintained his role as reader in the Wednesday evening Bookhouse program at the library. As soon as she’d discovered what he was doing and that the younger children went there as well, Nina joined him. She sat with the little ones Gee read to. Many assumed she was just another adult piece of furniture and climbed into her lap.

So, when Wednesday evening came, quite a parade of people left the Woods and Evars households and walked to the library together.

“Go ahead,” Sally Ann whispered. She was just loud enough that Gee could hear her talking to Naomi. The two girls were near the same age. “You can ask Gee to read a favorite book. I’ll help you get it and you can take it to him.” The two disappeared behind the shelf of children’s books and soon emerged as Gee finished reading a story for the very little ones. Littlest—Esther, Gee reminded himself—sat cuddled on one side with Devon snuggled against her.

“Gee, please?” Naomi said as she approached him. Gee set aside the book he was about to read and looked at Sister.

“What book do you want, Naomi?”

“George monkey,” the girl said. Her own stuffed monkey was tucked securely under her arm. Since introduced to her in the hospital, she’d seldom been seen without the toy.

“Curious George in the Snow,” Gee read from the cover. “Come look at the book Naomi has chosen.” The rest of the children leaned forward as Gee held the book out for them to see. “Have you been outside to play in the snow? My favorite thing is to come inside and have hot chocolate after I’ve played. What do you think George’s favorite thing will be?” Various suggestions were made by the children, including snowmen, angels, sleds, and ice. “Let’s see what the story says.”

Naomi claimed the seat opposite Esther and Brother David leaned against her. A handicapped child Gee had seen only recently crawled to Nina and held out his arms. She picked him up with a smile toward the child’s concerned mother. There was a little more shifting around as children found seats on the laps of adults or snuggled up together on big pillows before Gee began to read.

Surveys

Gee was in the foresters’ office Thursday, poring over the printouts of geocache maps near the Patriarch when Gabe interrupted him.

“I think you have company,” he said, pointing to the door. Gee turned, finding David, Wayne, and Pàl.

“Just who we were hoping to see,” Wayne said as he shook Gee’s hand. “How are the kids?”

“All excited about being outside in the snow. Yesterday they were all at our house playing in the big yard. The little ones have built a snowman and covered nearly every square inch of lawn with little angels. Nina was right down there helping.”

“Gee, Pàl asked for assistance on a tour through the woods and down to the quarry,” David said, circumventing greetings. “He’d like to meet the Patriarch, so I volunteered you.”

“My pleasure,” Gee said. “In fact, I was just considering stopping by your office this afternoon with a couple of questions.”

“Shoot,” Pàl said. “Anything I need to look up?”

“Maybe. Do you know if SSG maintains the fence along the boundary of the Wild Woods—what is now the new City Limit?” Gee asked. “A lot happening lately and I haven’t had a chance to ask before this.”

“It seems likely. I’ll have to look through the records to find out for sure,” Pàl said. “With the new arrangement between us and the City, that might be a subject for discussion this spring. Is it in bad repair?”

“You know we’ve been clearing the area next to the fence the past few weeks. That whole first section of nearly half a mile looks brand new. I was just wondering how new it is.”

“If the company bought and installed that much six-foot chain link fencing, it should show up on the books,” Pàl said. “Do you know how much that would cost, David?” David pulled out his phone and tapped the keys on the calculator.

“Rough estimates, twelve to fifteen thousand at the price we get. Depends on whether posts were needed and if you replaced the barbed wire on the extenders, too. Materials could run as much as twenty grand if everything was replaced. And more if it goes farther than the half-mile Gee has pointed out,” David said.

“Wouldn’t someone notice that big a project?” Wayne asked. “That must have required a pretty good crew to install.”

“Who’d notice?” David asked. “One side of the fence is Wild Woods. The other is farmland, barely visible from the nearest road. Gabe? How about a ride out to inspect Gee’s work on the fencerow? We could do that while Gee is guiding Pàl and Wayne.”

“I could stand to stretch my legs a bit,” the old forester said. All four feet of his chair made contact with the floor and he reached for his coat.

“Gee, there’s a four-seat ATV fueled and ready. Why don’t you take Pàl and Wayne in that? Gabe and I will take one of the smaller ones.”

“This is the Patriarch?” Pàl said sadly. The trail was narrow but clear with the number of people who had come out through the snow to visit The Tree. “I wanted a chance to see this as much as to talk about the quarry. But it’s not the tree I want to see.”

“Why’s that?” Gee asked.

“I thought it might be the Savage Family tree, but it isn’t,” Pàl said. “I was never introduced to it before my grandfather took me to Scotland. I don’t know where our Family tree is.”

“I bet we’ll find it when we close that church and evict the preacher from the house,” Wayne suggested.

“Unless they cut it down,” Pàl suggested morosely. “I’m feeling chilled. Let’s move on to the quarry.”

Gee drove the two down a network of paths, pointing out two of the cabins they passed. They didn’t stop to investigate them. When they reached the quarry, Gee drove carefully around the rutted road that circled it, sometimes having difficulty identifying the track through the snow.

“Why would our former management replace all the fence along the Wild Woods border and not this fence?” Wayne asked, looking at a rusted section of fence that had been torn back to give access to the rim. There were several places where the fence was collapsed or missing completely. “This is a real hazard.”

“The kids believe it’s haunted,” Gee said. “Maybe ‘believe’ is too strong a word. It seems there is a ‘secret’ path from the lake to the quarry. In the summer, this is where older kids come to drink and go skinny-dipping at night. It’s where Ryan and Shannon were headed the day they saw Karen kidnapped.”

“Hmm. Hate to spoil their fun, but we have to do something about this. It’s a miracle no one has fallen in and drowned.”

“It could hide a world of secrets,” Gee agreed.

“Roy Waters’ report to me was a thinly veiled threat about needing to have a reclamation plan,” Pàl said.

“What are our options?” Wayne finally asked.

“The general dimensions suggest we’ve taken between 800,000 and 1,000,000 cubic yards of stone from this hole. The deepest area is a hundred feet down. It’s tiered, like an inverted wedding cake, with a spiral road around the edge. That’s a lot of volume. A truck can transport ten or twelve cubic yards of gravel. Somewhere around 75,000 dump loads to fill the hole.”

“My God!” Wayne breathed. What choices do we have?”

“We could add some safety features. Make the slope around the edge gentler. Put in a beach and call it a park,” Pàl said. “Or we could just erect an extra strong security fence and hire a patrol twenty-four-seven to keep people out.”

“Or a combination of the three,” Gee said. “Fill the area on the low side and create a gentle slope. Fence off the most hazardous areas. Stock it with fish. If they’ll live. Waters suggested the levels of some chemical were extra high. It might not be safe.”

They mulled over the ideas as they walked along the lip of the quarry, currently frozen over.

“How long ago did you stop quarrying?” Gee asked.

“I haven’t been investigating it with all the other shenanigans the former board was up to. It’s been a hundred years since it was producing any quantity. There were occasional lifts up until World War II. That’s when my grandfather took the company public and converted it to sand and gravel instead of limestone. Why?” Gee did some calculating in his head.

“I think something was going on down there during or right before the war,” he said.

“Why do you say that?”

“Something Jan’s father said when I visited him.”

“You visited August Poltanys? I thought he was too far gone to communicate.”

“It was an accident. I sort of stumbled into his room. His mind isn’t in the present. He called me George but I don’t think he knew me. He was desperately trying to convince George that they shouldn’t come to the quarry again because of what they’d seen.”

“You should talk to Jan about that and see if he can make sense of it,” Pàl said. “I barely know my own Family, let alone his. Dee says August has had Alzheimer’s for a long time. Amazing he’s still alive.”

“Well, for now, it looks like we have about thirty grand worth of fence replacement to deal with,” Wayne said. “And then we’ll have to plan for dump loads of gravel.”

“What do you think, Loren?” David asked as he drove the head of the Cavanaugh Family along Fox Hill Road east of town. A sale sign had been erected in front of the Alexanders’ property where the unfortunate couple had been poisoned.

“What do they want for it?”

“Their only daughter lives in Indiana and wants to get rid of it as quickly as possible. Says she has no pleasant memories of living here. She’s asking three-fifty. The house could be subdivided off with a couple of acres and sold for at least half that. We’d get thirty-eight acres backed up to the Wild Woods for about one-seventy-five.”

“What about the property next door? We’ve got a murder here and a fire there. Arson?”

“Not according to the sheriff. Fire investigators found a slow propane leak in an old connection. When the automatic heaters kicked on for the cattle, it sparked the propane which lit the hay. Damn shame about the animals and equipment but they were probably all dead before anyone even realized there was a fire. It was all the firefighters could do to keep it from spreading to the house. John Daniels’ grandfather bought the place in 1938, so it’s been in the family for eighty years. Not like the Alexanders who just bought their place after Simon went to work for SSG. So, we have eighty acres with a good farmstead even without the barn. John is pretty distraught over the loss but I’m guessing a million-dollar offer would change his outlook on life.”

“And why are we interested in these two properties?” Loren insisted. David knew he was just trying to put the pieces together in a logical order so he could prepare a business case.

“They back up to the Wild Woods,” David said. “They’re a natural 120-acre extension of cleared land. We have hundreds of strong young first-generation trees that could be planted out here and have an orchard with the potential of matching the production of our most prolific area of the Forest. It’s an investment in the future of the Forest.”

“And easier to get productive than the Wild Woods itself,” Loren said. “I’ll put production estimates together. Put in a contingent offer and let’s call the Family heads together.”

Back to the Woods

By Saturday morning, the sun had been out three days in a row and the ice had melted from the tree limbs. It was deemed safe for the crews to resume work and Gee was pleased with the number of volunteers who showed up. Jessie and Jonathan joined them at the foresters’ office.

“Wonder if we could raid your crew for a couple of volunteers,” Jessie said.

“What do you need?”

“A good caliper person and a cache recorder,” Jessie answered. “We’re planning to map the transplantable trees that surround the Patriarch. We designed a separate section of the cache because we’ll be recording the smaller trees this time. We want to see what we can effectively remove to create the least stress on neighboring trees.”

“Dad says we’re going to get land to expand onto, so we’ll be in full transplant mode when the sap stops running this fall,” Jonathan said. “We just have too much prep work to do to get any transplanting done before they start sprouting this spring.”

“Do we know where they’ll go yet?” JD asked. “Oh! I volunteer to record the cache.”

“Thanks, JD. If you can be spared, we’d like that. We have some ideas but part of planning a project is knowing what you have to work with,” Jonathan said.

“Could I do the caliper things?” Leslie asked. “Alyson taught me how.” She was the youngest of Gee’s crew and the only freshman among them. Gee noticed she always stayed near geeky JD. He seemed oblivious.

“That rounds out all we need,” Jonathan said. “Did we deplete your resources to much, Gee?”

“We have a good-sized crew today,” Gee laughed. “Without Leslie, we’ll have to figure out someone else to wiggle into the tight spaces but we’ll manage.” He turned to the rest of his crew. “Gear up and let’s get started. Hot chocolate at our house at four o’clock if we can get a good day’s work in before it gets too cold.” There was a little cheer and his team headed for the fencerow.

“He’s not mad at you, Trevor,” Viktor said as the two larger boys loaded cuttings and branches onto a sled. Despite a few bare patches on the path, the sled still moved more easily through the woods than the wagon. “If he was mad at you, he’d have to be mad at all of us. We all wanted to ask that question. Talk to him.”

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The taxi rolled slowly along the tree-lined street in suburbia. I watched kids bicycling and grown-ups setting up BBQs or lounging in the warm sunlight. It was a Sunday in July, and I had been gone for almost two years. Two long dusty years I had spent with my wife in a hell hole in Africa. We were both freelancers and had decided to fly over to report on the situation. The first eighteen months were fine that was until a group of German freelancers arrived and among them was Boris. Big, blond,...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 4

Why it had to happen this way? I had to confess my feelings for Tanuj some day or other. But as Thammi used to say, we realise the importance of people when they are taken away from us. Maybe to teach me a lesson, The Mother Goddess devised the turn of events. But because of me, Peaches is in danger. Oh Mother Goddess! I have already harmed my innocent brother. How many crimes will you make me do? I beg you my true love's life and well being. Please save him! I have worshiped you all my...

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Peaches

Just to see what difference it made, Geoff had selected ‘shortest route’ on the hired car SatNav.  He soon found out.  The ‘Southern Belle’ voice directed him off the Freeway and onto country roads, but he didn’t realise it was going to take him directly to a wonderful sexual experience.  It was early afternoon and he was just north of Marshallville in deep Georgian country side, with about one hundred miles to go to Atlanta and the airport hotel he was staying in for his last night in the...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 5

It was 4 pm when I woke up. My Sleeping Beauty was looking so cute, that I didn't want to wake him up. Besides, I had some preparations to make, and Peaches was sleeping for good. I gently lifted him off my chest and laid him on a deewan. The Mantra of my life has been one- live your young life at the fullest, and I was going to prepare for that. I took my wallet and car keys to go shopping for tonight, but then stopped on my track. The shadow that appeared in the hospital ward. I...

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Peaches and the Poolboy

Peaches and the Poolboy“Karma is a bitch” No truer words were ever spoken. Here I am, in my early sixties at an age that a few years ago I looked forward to. If anyone thought they were immortal, it was me. Now I’m an expert on amyotrotrphic lateral sclerosis, ALS, or more commonly known as “Lou Gehrig’s disease” It began about three years ago when I would trip on insignificant things. A crack in the sidewalk, a twig. It initially would be no more than a nuisance and would piss me off. As...

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Peaches

As a child, my favorite season was summer. I remember being young, perhaps six or seven, and my grandmother, my brother, my sisters and I would go to an orchard several miles away to pick peaches. We could have bought them at the supermarket, but store bought peaches were never as good as fresh ones. Picking peaches was yearly ritual until I was in my early teens. I reached puberty and thought that I was too mature to go pick fruit with my family. I never realized how lucky I was until I no...

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Peaches Lashaun Part 1 How the Badest Bitches are Bred

After the guy, that claimed to love her deeply, dumped her a month after taking her virginity; it became difficult for Lashaun to mend her broken heart. She couldn’t bear seeing her ex-boyfriend gallivanting around with different girls all summer, so she begged and pleaded to her parents to allow her to visit her cousin Tara in Atlanta for the remainder of her summer vacation. It hadn’t been a week into her visit before she realized what her father meant when he warned that her sheltered...

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3 years ago
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Peaches

Valerie was swinging away in her back yard on a swing her father made out of a car tire. Each breeze that came from swinging made her long golden hair fly everywhere. She wore her short little blue jean shorts and a whitetank top. She wore two small braids on each side of her face to keep her long hair from getting in her eyes. She was glad it was finally summertime. That meant no school, no homework, and no more waking up early. It was extremely hot that summer day. It was still early in...

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Peach RosesChapter 14

Tay was home, it had been about a week since the accident and since Dee had walked out. Tay had still been in the hospital when he performed at the store. She knew from Jess's phone call that it had been a success. They had made tons of sales and got a lot of compliments from the customers that had come in. She hadn't left her house in four days, she couldn't bring herself to leave and face the outside world, she was too sad and lonely. Dee hadn't tried to talk to her or contact her at...

3 years ago
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Peach Elixir

AJ woke up feeling strangely replenished, got up, went into the bathroom, and then let out a powerful gasp after staring into the mirror. There was a hot naked blonde in the mirror. In the mirror. AJ was the hot naked blonde. "That's not… this isn't… it can't be…" AJ lifted his hands, and the reflection mimicked his movements. Or, rather, her movements. The day before, AJ had been some regular nerdy guy. She wasn't anymore. AJ tried to recall the night before. She had hazy memory of a cute...

2 years ago
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Peaches

I am a 40 year old typical soccer mom who leads a pretty conventional  life.  My stories are based on my fantasies.  Most deal with the humiliation of older women by younger women, in the style of my favorite authors such as Cowgirl, Couture, Phoenix Arrow and Jane Parks.   I hope you enjoy this story.  It?s dedicated to my favorite Puerto Rican bitch Miss Peaches.  I?m working on further chapters, and I?d enjoy any constructive criticism.  Contact me at [email protected] a story...

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Peaches

It is a record-breaking 37ºC. The windows are open and the shades are shut. All we can do is sit and bear it till the heat breaks. I lay on the floor taking in the small fan that’s working overtime. The spinning blades of the other fans catch the sun as it sneaks through the cracks of the blinds. Lifting my hand to the haze, I feel its heat as my fingers walk through the swirling dust, breaking their patterns.“These fans aren't working!” “They seem like they’re workin’.” “I think you should...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 6

I pulled off the messed up sheet and prepared our bed while he arranged the tub. As I got into the bathroom, I realised that it was not just a bath tub, but a Hamam with aromatic oils, candles and fragrant potions arranged in a neat line. Three steps led to the edge of the circular Hamam. Did Sweetpea plan to spoil me tonight? The tub was filled with scented water, petals of flowers floating in it. As I stepped into it, warm water touched my feet. Sweetpea was sitting in a corner, as he...

4 years ago
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Hey Peaches

HEY, PEACHES by Throne "Hey, Peanut!" How I dreaded to hear my wife's boyfriend, Frank, call me. He's big and rough and loves to see me feminized and cuckolded. My wife Tyra takes care of the former and he's always grabbing and pawing her, which leads to lots of the latter. In the year since they met my life has changed drastically and it doesn't look like anything can reverse that. When he hollers I'm quick to respond. I set aside his work boots, which I had been cleaning,...

4 years ago
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Peaches

Sitting absentmindedly stroking my shoulder length blond hair, I am sitting at my keyboard, staring blankly at my screen, as I have been since 9:00 this morning. My body is not in that bad shape for a woman my age, although I admit I could lose a few pounds. But my husband certainly appreciates my D-Cup breasts, which I admit have begun to sag a bit, and I know my ass isn't what it was when I was 19. I look at myself in the mirror, blushing instantly at what I see. I'm sitting here dressed in...

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No Georgia Peach

When we moved it was in middle of the summer and in the middle of the drought. It was getting close to the school year and I was not looking forward to it. The only thing that made me want to go to school was seeing all the Georgia Peaches there. School started a month later and my story begins The first day of school was very confusing but made it to homeroom. When I got there I had to say I was disappointed from what the girls looked like. None of the girls there were very good looking....

1 year ago
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The Georgia Peach Part 04

Without warning Lieutenant Sampson kicked the crate out from under his captive. Hanging full stretch, by the wrists, her footing lost, Catherine fell and the appropriately positioned sedile impaled her virgin orifice in a single thrust. “Noooooooooooooo!” She wailed as the impact of the brutal penetration pierced her core. There was no cheer from the crowd just a simple, dramatic awestruck silence. Her scream was like that of a dying animal, the pain cut deep into her most private parts,...

3 years ago
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The Georgia Peach Part 03

Silence fell. Sampson ceased his provocation and the slaves looked on open mouthed at the close proximity of Massa Sherman. The General knew that he couldn’t take Catherine to one side and have a private chat with her. This matter was already out in the open, and the success of his army might well depend on the authority he was able to command and the justice he could deliver at this very moment. But he could stop the spectacle. “You private, get everyone out of here. This is a matter for the...

3 years ago
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Sweet Peach

The graduation party was in full swing as I watched her dancing with her friends. Already eighteen and now finished high school she had a whole life of adventure waiting. Watching her and her friends was becoming titillating, almost erotic, their young bodies flashing legs and cleavage. Tight little asses in mini skirts, curve-hugging low-cut dresses, high heels, and stockings -all showcasing nubile young bodies as they moved to the music. My cock found it very interesting.When the music slowed...

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2 years ago
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Sweet Peach

The graduation party was in full swing as I watched her dancing with her friends. Already eighteen and now finished high school she had a whole life of adventure waiting. Watching her and her friends was becoming titillating, almost erotic, their young bodies flashing legs and cleavage. Tight little asses in mini skirts, curve-hugging low-cut dresses, high heels, and stockings -all showcasing nubile young bodies as they moved to the music. My cock found it very interesting.When the music slowed...

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How Bowser got Peach

One day in his castle, Bowser was pacing in his chambers thinking. It has been years and he has never won the heart of Princess Peach. But he would not give up. She was like a goddess. Sweet, sexy and loved by all. It was true he originally kidnapped her to take over her kingdom but soon it became something else. He wanted her to become his queen and lover. But she did not show the same interest in him. Not just because of the kidnapping but just in general. It seemed most likely that she was...

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My Georgia Peach

It was just getting dark in the back corner of the truck stop. I'd intentionally found this parking spot when I'd pulled in from the interstateI was just off I-75 in lower Georgia near the town of Cordelle, headed for Florida for a morning delivery. I had a load of beer destined to slake the thirst of thousands of Floridians. At 16 ounces per can, I figured I had almost 45,000 smiles in the back of my trailer.My little slice of heaven was the back corner of 'Party Row', the back row of many...

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2 years ago
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Just Like A Peach

I met Ralph Clarke at my flatmate Jane’s birthday party between Christmas and New Year.Like most student house parties, the music that night was perilously close to deafening, and conversation was generally carried on by lip-reading and sign language. Jane, a tall willowy blonde with generous curves and an infectiously happy demeanour, was, as usual well on her way to being completely legless. I was feeling a little jaded after yet another double shift at the wine bar and I could have happily...

Straight Sex
3 years ago
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Peach Creek High School Chronicles

Disclaimer: All Characters belong to Danny Antonucci, this is merely a fanfiction. Also this story takes place in the final year of high-school so all characters are 18+ Note: I am still editing each chapter and will revisit it several times to correct grammar and details. It was a bright and sunny day in Peach Creek. Edd aka Double D glanced at his watch and saw it was 7:30 AM sharp. 30 minutes before school began just how he liked it. Locking his my bike by the school gates, wiping the sweat...

3 years ago
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Princess Peach captured

(Disclaimer: This story is a porn parody. It is not officially endorsed by Nintendo or their affiliates. The writer is in no way associated with Nintendo or their affiliates. All copyrights are owned by Nintendo) (Mario is canonically 26 years old; Princess Peach is canonically 25 years old; and while Bowser doesn't officially have an age, he has been seen as being a baby when Mario was a baby, so he cannot be much older; I would say Bowser is 30. This means I can safely say that all characters...

3 years ago
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Wildcats Short Story One

Wildcats: Terry's Spring Break The Wildcats came to Fictionmania one chapter at a time last year. The new novel, Wildcats, is a rewritten version that's 50% longer and much improved that has just been published on Amazon/Kindle. If you want to sample the story, there are a generous number of free chapters to read on Amazon. Wildcats: A Rock 'n' Roll...

2 years ago
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Peaches and Cream

If you’re wondering why I called this story Peaches and Cream. Have you ever met a girl that had the complexion of peaches and Cream, and a body to match? That I found out later. I was eighteen years old, and a senior in high school. We lived on a farm in the country. One day a new family moved into a farm down the road, about a mile from our farm. Our bus driver lived down the road the other way, so that meant I was the first one on in the mornings , and the last...

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Peaches N Cream

The store was quiet and I had about fifteen minutes before my shift was over. Jeremy, the manager, had asked if I could straighten up the frozen department for him and, as much as I didn't want to, I still agreed. I started by the frozen pizzas and made my way to the other side of the aisle; the side that had ice cream. Surprisingly, the ice cream wasn't the tastiest looking thing there. "Excuse me sweetheart, do you work here?" I looked to my left and there she stood. Blonde hair in a...

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Tree Rippen Peaches

When Brody left the house after they loaded the pickup with produce, his daddy was already wiping the sweat from his face. "You got the cooler, Brody Boy? This here's an 80-80 mornin' a'ready." "'s on the porch, Pa. I'm jist fixin' to get 'er in the truck." The old man nodded and continued wiping his face, idly waving his broad-brimmed hat with his other hand to cool down the already darkened sweat band. Brody climbed the porch steps to retrieve the cooler and glanced at the fancy...

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Peaches

“Girl, you look fantastic,” I said in earnest. In fact she did. Annabelle was always overly concerned about her weight. No matter how often she went to the gym, she pretty much remained the same size. From the waist up, she was thin; but she couldn’t seem to reduce her hips. It would have made for an hourglass figure but for her lack of breasts. To emphasize her bust, Annabelle always wore a pushup bra. Truth be told, neither of us went to the gym that often. I am a little slimmer, but not...

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3 years ago
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Peaches and cream 1

“Oh, fuck me, Brutus, FUCK ME!” Melanie Wilkerson screamed, writhing in ecstasy and raking her nails across the broad sweaty back of the brawny black stud who was humping his burly physique savagely on top of her curvaceous, lily white form. Brutus slammed his gargantuan eleven inch pecker deep into the lovely blonde girl’s impossibly stretched, throbbing cuntal chasm, her legs hooked around his middle, her hips heaving in a frenzy of carnal passion. The small,...

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Streetwalker

Streetwalker My wife and I enjoy a little roll playing in our marriage. My two favorite roll-playing games are the “Little Catholic Schoolgirl” and the “Streetwalker.” I love it when my beautiful wife puts on a “Catholic Schoolgirl” outfit that she got at a yard sale last summer. Usually I’m the “Head Mater” and have to punish her for something. She really gets into it too. It sure makes for some really good sex afterwards. Now the “Streetwalker” allows my tall slender wife to...

3 years ago
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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 3

After discharge, Sweetpea took me to his apartment. The Sinhas had a smaller apartment in an adjacent tower of the same complex, and it was decided that they will rent it to me. For the first time I felt secured in Mumbai. I had a job, I had a place to live, and now I could think of bringing Aai from Nagpur. But first I had to talk to Mr. & Mrs. Sinha, who had invited me for lunch. As I stepped into their apartment, I realised it's not an apartment, but a penthouse on the 36th floor. As I...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 2

We wrapped up the shooting of 'The Night of death'. As planned earlier, my show Suspense Nights was a weekly show, that was set to be aired sat-sun, 8 pm. I wanted to be with my family for the grand premier of the show, and took the first flight to New Delhi. My parents are the highest Rank holders of IAS and IPS services and both their official residences are in New Delhi. Usually I pay visit to my home once in a year during the annual festival in The Mother Goddess's honour. So my...

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Ms PeachesI eat her pussy

I met Mistress Peaches after she saw my profile online, and responded with the simple message:"I've always wanted a pussy slave "We chatted by email for the next week or so, gradually getting to know each other, as much as is possible by writing. I was writing down an experience I'd recently had at the time, so I sent her that story in instalments as I wrote it, reasoning that it would either frighten her off, or intrigue and excite her..She seemed to like it, and the tone of her replies became...

2 years ago
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Wilde Harem Pt 01 Home Sweet Home Ch 01

Onward to the backstory/information dump! My name is Brian Valentine. I recently turned 18 and became a senior at my high school that the author was too lazy to name. Short brown hair, 5'11", 8" dick. I'm not exactly athletic but I keep myself in shape. I've been told I'm attractive but I've never actually had a girlfriend. Yes, I'm still a virgin. My mom had died during childbirth. My father was hit by a drunk driver when I was 13. I currently live with my step-mom Lilith Wilde...

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The Georgia Peach Part 02

William Sherman had ensconced himself in the upstairs study. It was a room he knew well having spent many happy hours in here, drinking brandy and smoking his favourite cigars with poor old John. He was not happy now though, not in the slightest, and his river of discontent had many tributaries. Stroking his distinctive red beard, and running a hand through his unkempt hair of matching colour, Sherman was consumed by pensive thoughts. Surely, she couldn’t be guilty of what they were all now...

4 years ago
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Nomming The Peach

This story only available on Lush Stories. That morning, she saw the late September sun streaming through the window. As Winter wearily left the house, she grabbed her thin green hoodie, and breathed in the fresh, dew-laden air. Work was such a blasphemy on a glorious day like this, she thought, grumpily getting into her car. On the way to work, she saw crowds of rowdy school children jostling each other, and bus queues of commuters, all conflicted between the bright sunshine, and the grey,...

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Sweet Peach and Cream

I spotted the sandals as I entered the house. Tia's were there next to a pair of white strap-style sandals with little butterflies on them. Those belong to Vicky. I had seen her wearing them before, adorning her slender petite feet with the painted toes.I walked through the house and looked out back. They were in the pool. I slid the glass door open and stepped out into the sunshine."Hi Daddy!" Tia squealed in excitement. "We were wondering when you would get home.""Hello ladies," I...

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More Sweet Peach

The fly crawled along the ceiling, reaching the light fixture, and stopped to look down at me. I thought I could see him smile with appreciation for Tia’s nude young body. With a nod, he flew away, out the open door, and disappeared into the hallway.I rolled onto my side and looked at my beautiful young daughter, now a grown seventeen-year-old woman, and took in the sight before me. Her blonde hair covering one shoulder, falling away from her face, exposing her slender neck. The bare shoulder...

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Peter Plucks 2 Pandas Peach2

Panda is as pretty, petite, sexy, submissive as tasty and tight, this red-hot real redhead teenPanda is as stubborn as well, so she solicits of Professor Peter Poet procedures for enslavingPanda is still a virgin and almost inexperienced yet with men, mutual arousal or sexy excitementPanda is still playing the innocent girl, knowing well that her lovely looks are a turn-on to menPanda is offered a choice for her initiation: soft sweet and seductive or be brutally bangedPanda is obnoxious as she...

4 years ago
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Peter Plucks 2 Pandas Peach1

Panda is as petite as pretty at barely five feet with her lovely long red hair and green eyesPanda is as fresh as feminine, at barely eighteen she is a slender sweet nice naughty newbie Panda is still a virgin and almost inexperienced yet with men and mutual arousal, sexy excitementPanda is still playing the innocent girl, knowing well that her lovely looks are a turn-on to men Panda is since a few weeks old enough to have an account at sites for adults, which is how we meetPanda is starting to...

4 years ago
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Georgia Peach Chapter 1

It was late August shortly after a workplace injury had left me bored out of my mind. I was playing around with different chat apps when I stumbled upon Joselin. She was around my age and gorgeous as the perfect Sunset. We started chatting and found out we had a lot in common. I asked if she wanted to exchange phone numbers so it’s easier to keep in touch. She agreed that it would be better than the app. It was kind of glitchy and didn’t always notify you of a new message. Once I got her...

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