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Doc Sherwood's 300th Vocal Submission Party
The turn-out for Doc Sherwood's 300th Vocal submission party was a little disappointing. Jenny didn't come, and nor did The New Girl. The Golden-Haired Girl meanwhile arrived twenty years early, and although Doc Sherwood's female friend from that same five-parter did show up, he couldn't help but notice she spent most of the party chatting with Morgan. About him, most likely. Not to mention comparing notes.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Jenny is More Tiresome Still
"Why aren't you ready yet?" Jenny demanded, plonking her straw boater on her head. Wanting very much to grumble I struggled into some clean white underpants, tugging them up as fast as I could. I couldn't stand the way Jenny always smirked when she watched this! Yes, they were no different from the ones she wore, but it wasn't like I could help that! Throwing off my tee I grabbed quickly for a short-sleeved shirt, hoping against hope this morning she'd say nothing, but -
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Jenny Continues to be Tiresome
If I'd thought I had troubles, Jenny knew a boy her age who wasn't allowed to wear underpants because of his family's beliefs. As she herself was from quite a weird family, except for her little sis of course who was still my good friend, I guessed it followed the families they knew would be the same. It was funny in fact how nice and ordinary Emily and Suzette were!
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Memories of Kerry, Chapter Two
Wow, underpants sure came in bright colours these days! I stood and gawped, dumb with envy as the three boys stripped out of their clothes and splashed about in the fountain. Bright green, and bright blue...! And all my underwear was white, I thought jealously. How I longed for a dark-blue pair like the third boy's, I'd feel so grown-up.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Memories of Kerry, Chapter One
Of all the people to bump into at the corner-shop! I'd only gone there because I was furious and needed to calm down. Still, a cheeky smile from Kerry would have cheered anyone up. She was wearing her hair in bunches, and her turquoise top had a hole in it through which you could see her pink bra. Of course, I couldn't help fidgeting over this. Meanwhile, though the first thing she remarked upon was how my choice of clothing hadn't changed!
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Into the Phantom Zone
I was still fuming at my girlfriend later that night when I was alone in my room. Eventually though my boy-hormones began to simmer down, and I started to think instead of the new girl. It was a bit more comfortable doing so in my smelly sleeping-pants than it had been in regular underwear, so I stood weakly with my eyes shut and sighed hard, just letting it happen.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Supergirl and the New Girl
"I know I'm not supposed to," I began to my girlfriend, a little breathy and anxious, while carrying her books to the library for her. "But, um, it would be such a help if I could every now and then. Just so I'd be less flustered in gym and maybe get a bit better at it, I mean."
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Supply and Demand, Chapter Three
The Limb Four Incident was in full swing again, with Neetra its sole spectator. She loved the fat tottering boy-grubs of Flaban. They were adorable, barely able to wield a Four Heroes action figure without tumbling and rolling over and over on the pavement. Meanwhile the wavy little glowing girls were pretty by anyone’s standards, though Neetra would have liked them more if they hadn’t all so obviously known it. Finned females and maggoty males bashed their toys together in noisy contentment as late afternoon shaded to evening. Our heroine guessed that was the only hour Flaban children’s schedules so coincided as to allow mixed-gender play.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
