College Girl
By poetheather
Chap 19

After everything that had happened so far, it shouldn’t be a surprise that I was a bit nervous about the semi-formal. Alison and I had gotten dropped off at the House with several other girls, maybe twenty in total. We were a bit of a mob and that really didn’t help. I was worried that they might see right through me, even though I had been assured time and again that it wasn’t likely to happen.

And finally, all for now. Tales of the Avis Gurls Club series. Again, If anyone wants to use one of my covers as a cover and write the actual story, no problem. Maybe that could be a contest ?? Just let me know and don't use Tales #1, as I am in the process of writing that story.

OK, I'm trying again with my comic covers. I divided them into four parts by sevens; this is 8-14. If any of you would like to use one of the covers as a cover and write the actual story, feel free to do so, just let me know so that I don't.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad
part 56

Despite my attempts to deny it, friday morning had to come. It arrived and I stayed in bed later than usual. I couldn't sleep worrying about what would happen when we got to the church. Then Pinky and Perky came in at about half past two and banged on my door as they passed, they were also singing at the tops of their voices.

Well, I hadn't been planning on adding to Madam Martinique's Finishing School, but there were a number of people who seemed to be hoping for more, so I decided to give this story another go. In Part 2, our main character discovers why there seem to be as many girls as boys in an all-boys school and learns a bit more about what makes his new school unique.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad & N.Cooke.
part LV

I was in town, the bag I was carrying contained a pair of navy shoes with three inch stiletto heels and a small leather handbag in a very close match of colour. I was feeling rather smug that both had been purchased from sale stock, so I'd saved quite a few pennies. Then I saw it.

QUITE A LOT OF SEX

Hi all - This is the first story I've submitted here. My others live at Fictionmania, but it was suggested to me that I should put them up here as well. If people enjoy this one, I'll bring the others over too, and post my new ones here as well. If people say "Lord no, keep that dreck away from here!" I'll slink quietly to my bed and cry in my pillow. :-)

It's a story about Wilbur Green, who desperately wants to be transformed into a huge boobed bimbo. Imagine his delight when he finds out there is indeed magic in the world and his dreams are possible! Imagine his distress when things don't go exactly as he planned!

Hope you enjoy!

So how did he end up there, wherever there is…

Lonely roads and lost towns. Quiet places where you can think.
Not that that necessarily gets you anywhere.
Space is what it is, as are people.

A few hours on a Saturday night, so what ya gonna do...

Lonely roads and lost towns. Quiet places where you can think.
Not that that necessarily gets you anywhere.
Space is what it is, as are people.

More intrigue, shopping and a mystery letter. What will Cathy do? Read on and find out - assuming she ever decides!

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part LII

What did he see when he looked inside?

Synopsis:
Jamie talks to Julie and Samantha about his trip to the salon, goes shopping with his grandmother, and meets a new friend.

Chapter 5

"Jamie, I think you hurt your grandmother's feelings."

My mother and I were sitting in the car outside our house. I didn't talk to my grandmother much after we got home from the salon. I told her I hated getting a manicure and pedicure and that I never wanted to go to the salon again. I must have sounded like a little boy having a fit.

"I'm sorry. But it wasn't fair to take me there and not tell me what they were going to do to me."

Synopsis:

No school lessons, but that doesn't stop learning from occuring.

'Last night I dreamed I went to Manderley again.' Nah, wrong dream, wrong story...read on.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad & D du Maurier.
Part 50 (Crikey that's half way to 100 - Don't even go there!).