Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad 'n fawrreddog chlepia.
part 237.

I was discharged after two weeks of hospital hospitality, I couldn't wait to get home, well back to Tom's house. Simon collected me in the Saab and I was glad he'd somehow managed to acquire an air cushion.

A portrait of Nilson Fegrew, champion to Emperor Cintarian during a day of judgment.

Tragedy of the Spirit Part 18 Birthday, Friends and School for the Summer.

Easy As Going Off A Bloke.
by Angharad.
part 235.

I was sitting on my bed feeling sorry for myself and anger for Simon. He had come up once and I had thrown him out, not literally, he's too big for that. But he didn't stay to hear my tongue lashing, can't say I blame him.

Easy As Falling On A Spike.
by Angharad
part 234.

We went back to bed about four, Simon was fast asleep and tempting as it was to put my cold feet on him, I resisted and just cuddled into him. Before I dropped off, he'd spooned into the back of me and had his arm around me. It was very comforting.

I woke up nestled against Meredith’s breast. She must have pulled me against her last night. I kissed her breast and gently removed myself from her embrace. Another good round of sleep, I could get used to this. I was even used to how nightgowns occasionally tangled my legs. It was all so different but so comfortable at this point.

Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy.
by Angharad.
part 233.

"Swab," the surgeon was sweating as he worked on me.

I could feel everything he was doing to me, but I could neither move nor speak. The agony extended from my groin to the rest of my body. I could hear the tissue squishing and smell the burning of the electro cautery as he cut through my flesh.

Easy Come Easy Go.
by Angharad
part 232.

The rest of the morning was taken up with chores like the laundry and some cleaning, also I did start a roast joint, lamb for a change. To save time I part cooked the spuds in the microwave and then shoved them in the oven. The rest of the veg was relatively tame, carrots and broccoli.

Easy As Falling Off A Cloud.
by Angharad
part 231.

I did not want to get up and turned away from the alarm. In doing so my flailing arm caught Simon on his buttocks - he was lying face down, and there was a squeal of agony, which was far louder than the clock radio.

I sat up with a jolt, "Wassamaatta?"

"You hit me," he whimpered.

"What?" I wasn't aware of much at all.

The beginning of a new life for disgraced British Intelligence agent Anthony Pierce, 004, as he prepares to embark on a mission into enemy territory in a deep cover disguise he didn't expect to be wearing in his wildest dreams. The transformation begins...

Easy As Falling Off A Bike
by Angharad Coron Driphlyg.
part 230!

Easy As Falling Down The Stairs,
by Angharad glin blin*
part 229.

"I hear you fell off your bike?" Stella said to Simon.

"Yeah, a relatively gentle tumble."

"So you're not badly injured then?"

"No, but thank you for your sisterly concern?"

"I'm not concerned, just wondering why you didn't help Cathy clean the bikes."

"She knows what she's doing."

TRAGEDY OF THE SPIRIT PART 15 JENN S

The next two chapters of an old six chapter voluntary body swapping story of mine. There are two sequels on top of that.