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Our Realisations - 1
by Flinders (no address provided)
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Diary entry collected from the discarded stuff at a
apartment complex on an island in the South Pacific.
Daughters anguish at her transgression. Dad is tenured
but she is not. But then again she is forty-one years
old and still a spinster after all. (MF, inc, rom)
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Diary Entry: March 12, 2013
“Well women! You’re showing! Admit it!” I have dreaded
this day for months, actually ever since missing my
period in January. I can’t deny the bloody obvious any
longer. I can’t believe that I was so stupid. I am 41
years old for Christ sake.
Well woman, you are sporting an unmistakably early baby
bump! It makes me want to scream. And to think I have
been celibate since arriving in Honiara last June. The
only roots I’ve had were during my holiday in Port Vila.
What am I going to tell him when he sees me next? It was
just supposed to be a simple break, to get away from
work. It wasn’t supposed to end up as a bloody five-day
fuck fest. I was so bloody sore for a week afterwards.
Yah sure you know you enjoyed being sore after all that
abstinence didn’t you? Now that euphoria certainly
changed when your cramps failed to show up, didn’t it?
You’re a twit!
Shit, I’ll have to go see the new doctor at the High
Commission. I must find out what I need to do. I can
just imagine the conversation – “Hello Janice, and what
seems to be the problem?” “Gee Phillip, I seem to be
getting fat on my diet. I think it’s a growth.”
I can’t see how any story is going to be convincing. My
reputation is rat-shit regardless of the story I give.
The staff at the High Commission will now realise that I
have not just gained some extra abdominal weight. And
this is after starving myself to get rid of 9 bloody
kilos, yes 9kgs. That process was pure agony.
It’s not fair. I am now going to balloon out right in
front of everyone. It will make my bump all the more
blatant. My nice new firm body is now attached to this
round growth poking-out between my hipbones.
I can just imagine it at work; “Janice you never told us
you had a partner. Is he a local? Do we know him? When
can we meet your partner? Have you named the baby yet?
What is your partner’s name, etc & etc.? I know the
answers well be: oh, no, no, never, no, and oh, his
name, is Professor Samuel Emerson.
“Janice we were not aware that you’re married” will
surely follow. “Well that is because I am not married”,
comes next. “But Janice, isn’t your last name Emerson
too?” “Too right, it certainly is”. I am sure that can
be my only possible set of appropriate replies. “Isn’t
that a coincidence?” they’ll ask. “Of cause it’s not a
bloody coincidence, you twit!” I will need to be equally
frank in the next responses too.
Can you imagine everyone’s surprise, even with hidden
gleeful remarks, when it is understood that not only did
I fuck my father on my holiday, and I did that many
times I might add, but that we had even managed to
procreate too? I can see all the Canberra news items now
– 63 years old local Australian professor knocks-up his
41 years old diplomat daughter while vacationing
together in Vanuatu.
Screw this shit, I’m going to name it Sam regardless of
its gender. I think I need a drink. Oh shit, no wine for
another 6 and half months. I am so pissed! Talk to you
tomorrow you - you mother!
This journal entry was found in a collection of disposed
notebooks collected from a waste bin at one of Honiara’s
apartment complexes. Yes, Janice is well known on this
island for her professionalism, social conservatism and
eye for detail and of cause, her swollen abdomen. She is
a very successful diplomat and a likeable individual to
boot.
What a delight it is to now have this insight into her
personality and behaviour. She makes the World all the
more interesting don’t you think?
End Entry...
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex
with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it
isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people
other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around
the world contract HIV every year. You only have one
body per lifetime, so take good care of it!
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