Sunday, 3 October 2021

THE MOST PERFECT WOMAN

 

If I could make

The perfect wife

To keep with me

All of my life

 

If I was able to

Build the perfect one

I would chose Charlie’s legs

And Brenda’s bum

Laura’s breasts

And Eliza’s back 

Annie’s arms

And Connie’s neck

Jenny’s hands

And Sarah’s toes

Cassie’s ears

And Karen’s nose

Maureen’s mouth

And Stephanie’s grin

Doreen’s hair

And Patricia’s skin

Charlotte’s voice

And Debbie’s eyes

Joanne’s teeth

And Susan’s thighs

Emma’s grace

And Christine’s hips

Diane’s heart

And Penny’s lips

 

If this was something

That I could do

She would still not

Be as good as you

A WASTED LOVE

 

Do you know why,

Even after all these years,

When I close my eyes

It’s your face I see

Even after all these years

My thoughts are of you

My dreams are of you

Its because I still love you

And I am stuck

In this mind set

Of not being able to love another

While I’m still in love with you

It’s a wasted love

Because you moved on

When I could not

Your heart is cold to me

While mine still burns for you

I've known that for years

But I cannot break free

And when my eyelids close

You are there behind them

Saturday, 2 October 2021

Those Memories Made on Teardrop Lake – (93) Day of Judgement

 

The fortunes of Shallowfield had always relied largely upon forestry and agriculture for its survival.

In the post war years with rationing and a shortage of work a lot of people moved away, to Abbottsford, Abbeyvale and beyond and it only barely survived, and the community around Teardrop Lake fared even worse.

Only a few of the houses around the Lake were thriving, a lot of the houses had been rented out and those that hadn’t been were in a poor state of repair, some too such an extent they were little more than ruins.

But by the 70s things were beginning to change, thanks mainly to tourism and an increase in leisure time.

More importantly these people had money in their pockets.

This trend was reflected by the fact that the derelict Shallowfield Lodge, which had been inherited by a young couple from Lincolnshire, Rob and Sheryl Brown, was being turned into a hotel.

Its completion formerly marked the rebirth of Teardrop Lake and the revival of the busy village of Shallowfield went hand in hand.

 

And the people around of Shallowfield prospered though not quite as well as widowed fifty something sisters Arianne Berbosa and Rose McGee who were both comfortably off and had no need to work.

But they weren’t lazy women so they filled their time doing voluntary work and generally helping out in the community.

But sometimes the help they provided was a little unorthodox such as the time they learned about an unsavoury character who lived in Shallowfield and who preyed on young unsuspecting girls.

 

This lothario was 30 year old solicitor David Lewis who used his younger half-sister Angela to befriend his target and give himself an icebreaker.

Angela was really uncomfortable doing it but David controlled her completely and she was at his mercy, and unable to get out from beneath his malevolent influence.

But that was all set to change when David aimed her in the direction of Arianne’s daughter Terri.

Theresa Berbosa had just graduated from Abbottsford University and was two years older than Angela, Terri was a tall and curvaceous red head and Angela was small and delicate with long raven black hair, and when they met at a fancy dress party, at the Lutchford’s home beside Teardrop Lake, they hit it off straight away and were inseparable for the three days before David made his move.

They were sitting at the bar in the Shallowfield Lodge Hotel on one Friday night when lounge lizard David sidled up to them

“Hello sis” he said and kissed Angela “Fancy finding you here”

“Yes fancy” she said coldly “This is my friend Terri”

Which was David’s cue to pour on the charm and ply her with drink while at the same time remaining sober himself leaving him in the perfect position to take advantage of her, he had a remarkable conversion rate due to his tactics but was not averse to spiking a girls drink to hurry things along, though Angela had no knowledge of that or she would definitely have stood up to him.

What he didn’t know was that Terri was a hardened drinker and was not going under the table to suit his timetable, but then out of the blue she said

“Why don’t you come back to mine? It’s only along the lane” 

“What a great idea” he said and to his sister he added “I’m sure you have other plans”

“Yes I do” she said

“What a shame” Terri gushed and gave her a long hug

 

Terri’s mum had a flat in Dancingdean House which was situated on the highest point on the cliffs above the Lake and commanded a magnificent view.

They walked along the perimeter road towards the building and as they stepped inside the flat Terri purred

“I like to dominate”

“Really?” he said “I don’t mind a bit of that”

“That’s good to hear” she said and kissed him and added

“Now get undressed”

He quickly complied and strutted arrogantly around the room showing off his physique.

“Oh very nice” Terri said as she walked towards him brandishing a pair of handcuffs in one hand and some silk rope in the other.

“Your turn” he said

“I’ll tell you when its time” she retorted “I told you I like to dominate, now sit on the chair, hands behind the back of the chair” She said and threaded the cuffs around the central strut of the chair back and snapped them on his wrists.

Then she tied his legs securely to the chair legs and when he was tightly trussed to the dining chair she kissed his forehead and walked behind him.

“I’m ready to watch you undress now” he called but there was no reply

 

David sat tied and handcuffed to the chair, periodically calling out and each call became increasingly more desperate,

“Come on it’s my turn to watch you undress now”

“That’s not going to happen I’m afraid” Arianne said

“You’re just going to have to make do with me and my sister”

“What?” he said with alarm “Who the hell are you?”

“I’m Arianne and this is my sister Rose”  

“What?” he barked “Where’s the young one?”

“She not here” Rose replied

“For God sake I wasn’t expecting to end up with some dried up old crones” he yelled

“I know, you were hoping to get your end away with my daughter” Arianne retorted

“Which was never going to happen” Arianne added “and furthermore she’s currently with your sister Angela”

“Don’t feel too bad” Rose added, “You were never going to get anywhere with Terri, because she butters her bread on the other side, and so does your sister”

“And now they’re buttering each other’s” Arianne said and they both laughed

“My sister is not a dyke” he shouted

“That’s enough of that kind of talk” Arianne chastised “Or I’ll have to take steps”

“Shut your mouth and let me out of here” he snapped “I’ll have you arrested, for false imprisonment, I’m a solicitor so I know the law”

Arianne said nothing but nodded to her sister, who was stood behind David’s chair, and at Arianne’s signal quickly and expertly applied a gag.

“That’s better” Arianne said “Now perhaps you’ll listen”

“We know very well that you’re a solicitor and I should hope you do know the law, but having said that, we have Terri on tape saying she liked to dominate and you agreeing to be tied up”

“As for letting you go, well we will but not yet, we’re going to keep you here while Terri helps Angela to move all her stuff out of your house, and a bit longer after that just to make sure she has a good head start on you to get to their destination”

He then growled and muttered behind his gag.

“Its ok don’t fret” Rose said “You won’t be bored we have some entertainment lined up”

 

The wrong side of fifty the sisters may have been but they kept their bodies in very good order and they were dressed in very smart outfits by the time the doorbell rang for the first time and when the sisters returned from opening the door they were accompanied by a group of young women and Arianne and Rose were wearing wicked grins.

“Well I can tell by your face that no introductions are required” Arianne said and the doorbell rang again “Ah that will be more of your victims”

 

By the time the last of his assault victims had arrived and been introduced to him Angela was just loading the last box into Terri’s car.  

“Well that’s that” she said and went back up the path and posted the keys through the letter box

“No going back” she added defiantly before walking up to Terri and kissing her.

 

When Arianne and Rose released his bonds and cuffs he got up and rushed towards the door beneath the full judgemental glare of his victims and to the sound of jeering catcalls as he left the flat and descended the stairwell clutching his clothes to his humiliated naked form and as he walked gingerly across the gravelled drive to his car Terri and Angela had arrived at their destination in Sharpington where they were starting their life together.

LITTLE MARY

 

Little Mary

Neat and petite

A little angel

Short and sweet

 

Little Mary

Hold my hand

As we walk

Along the Strand

 

Little Mary

Give me a kiss

On your sweet lips

My little miss

 

Little Mary

Here’s my heart

Its not much

But it’s a start

 

Little Mary

Take my hand

Then you can wear

My wedding band

BIG MO

 

Big Mo was engineered

To perfection

Designed for comfort

And consummate pleasure

From her long shapely legs,

Ample buttocks

And rolling hips

To her well filled blouse

Big Mo was

State of the art

 

A fast little number

With a fine racing chassis

Bodywork with Classic lines

Well upholstered

With a lush interior

A well run motor

Purrs like a kitten

When warmed up

When well oiled

Hot and racy

Naught to naked

In 30 seconds

Naught to naughty

All nightlong

BENEATH THE MOONLIT SKY

Beneath the moonlit sky

I looked at a star and wished

Then later that moonlit night

Beneath the moon we kissed 

Friday, 1 October 2021

Those Memories Made on Teardrop Lake – (92) There’ll be Nun of that

 

He did not possessed any high principles, he did hold certain standards and preferences but they were at best flexible.

But despite his appreciation for all things feminine, he did always try to avoid fishing in someone else’s pond, no matter how attractive the body of water might be.

Some might call it a code but those that did eventually abandoned it after repeatedly failing to meet their own exceptionally low standards and repeated their failures on numerous occasions following it.

If they did possess any scruples they had would have doubtless shown by their behaviour that they could be overcome, as their many peccadilloes would testify to.
Colin Diss however was not one of that number so when Sister Gloria of the Mary of Bethany Convent in Finchbottom made a pass at him, courtesy of an over indulgence on communion wine he supposed, so he was pleased with himself when he declined her advances and broke away from her embrace.

“Are you worried about your immortal soul?” She asked with a chuckle

“Because I would think you’re probably damned already for all the sinning you’ve done”

“No of course not” he snapped “I’m more concerned about yours”

“Oh that” she said, “well I’m of a purer bent than you and I shall merely have to repent my misdemeanour”

He looked at her doubtfully

“Look I have my faith,” she said with conviction “I know that I have eternal life awaiting me”

“I can’t do it with a nun” he retorted and kissed her on the forehead and then left the room but paused outside.

 

He was proud of his strength of character in rejecting Sister Gloria’s invitation to canoodle, it certainly wasn’t through a lack of attraction or even what she was wearing, that made him so steadfast, he liked uniforms and outfits, and vestments certainly didn’t put him off.

He didn’t even think it was because she was a nun although had she been in any other vocation he would probably not have hesitated.
But as he walked away the overwhelming feeling was not one of pride.

It was not however that he was growing a spine or at the very least getting a conscience, he thought it was just his strength of character.

But he found he was affronted because Sister Gloria said that she thought that having sex with him was sin free.
Making him feel like a vegetable in a slimmer’s diet plan.

In fact he was so miffed that he went straight back to confront her.

When he re-entered the room he found Gloria sitting on the sofa with her unshod feet resting on an occasional table

Her head was uncovered and she had a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whisky in the other.

“My God, what kind of Nun are you?” he exclaimed

“I’m not” she retorted taking a mouthful of whisky

“Not what?”

“I’m not a nun” She said and laughed

“What?”

“Your brother put me up to it” Gloria explained and laughed again “I’m an actress”