Doc Sherwood
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Cruel Summer
I watched her brown curls bounce on the shoulders of her pink tee, above the line of bra-strap which held what I most wanted. She was the biggest tease at our school, to the boys like me who were older than her, and younger ones like the only-just-teens who timidly watched her now as she proceeded down the high street.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Nanine
I suspected this might be a bad idea, I was already so anxious about it. I'd decided to go to a dance. Just possibly I was overdressed, and I was definitely clean! I’d scrubbed myself pink and my hair was tucked behind my ears, irritating. Unfortunately overcoming anxiety and nerves wasn’t so easy! I gulped down hard on both, then timidly decided myself and took my flutter off into the warm evening.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
The Magnetic Stones, Chapter Three
As the Mini-Flashes filed out of the classroom, Miss Jade caught up with Mini-Flash Moon and said to walk with her. So Mini-Flash Moon did, making polite replies to the small talk until she and Miss Jade had put school premises beneath them and climbed the graven steps that zig-zagged to the cusp of the crater.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
The Magnetic Stones, Chapter Two
Miss Jade’s bodice and camis and heels, vivid green against the white of her skin, were some days the only blaze of bold colour the Mini-Flashes saw in their limited-palette world. Older than them, but young, she wore her fawn tresses in one sumptuous fall. Sometimes too she was the sharpest pang of provocation the first gender felt in a day.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
