The same for "Caught withconsequences".So, the majority of my stories do not fit, and I am OK with that. I amalways looking for some work of fiction ...hat is beyond being classified.Here are some additional categories that might help to organize my work:11. Duty. I think that my first story "Zoran" fitted this, even with theblackmail component, and it certainly applies to a personal favorite"Guardian" and also to "Duty Demands", "Witches" and family obligationswith the stories "In Mother's. Finding a natural track leading into the woods, I decided to work my way through; figuring that it would open out into the playing fields on the other side of the forest. Under the canopy of branches and foliage, the air was noticeably cooler and filtered shafts of light played around me as I walked on.The soft chirping of small birds in the tops of the trees lulled me, and I decided that I should take this route more often; pleased that my curiosity was opening new vistas. It was right about. He considered me a slut who had led him on, so he never so much as kissed me.So what the hell did I know about SEX?The day after the miniskirt evening, I did have a chat with my son. It was, of course, about NEVER saying a word to anyone, about ANYTHING.Perhaps he was more mature than I gave him credit for. He looked at me and said, “Don’t be silly, Mum. I would never say anything.”A few other things I must say about my son. He had no father, and I had no husband. He had no grandparents worthy. "PLEASE MINDY NOT MY MIND!"Miranda watched in stunned silence as Luke's eyes glazed over. "Whatdid you do?" she asked quietly as Luke's body shuddered as the finalchanges took effect.Mindy grinned as Luke's clothes swirled and glowed forming a tight lowcut blouse that barely contained her new assets, followed by aminiskirt that barely managed to contain her new large bubble butt.Mindy's eyes followed Luke's toned legs down to her cute manicured toespeeking out of the 2 inch wedges that she was.