..sigh...) who no one wouldusually take any notice of.Last Monday, I was knee-deep into a pretty standard school day. I hadarrived at the school libra...y to while away a study-hall period. It wasmy turn to have access to one of the school's computers for the classperiod and I had intended to do a bit of work on my latest compositionfor English class.Before I started work though, I decided to log in and take a look at mye-mail account. Checking out my inbox I could see only one new e-mail.It was. I could see her nipples were hard already.A Red cape was loosely hanging around her neck and back.The top ended just above her skirt. Now she liked to wear short stuff but this was bordering on a belt.Red in colour and pleated it just about covered her arse as she did a twirl for me and at the front her totally bald cunt was just about covered..until she sat down then obviously everything was on display.She was knicker free.From this pelmet of a skirt, which she told me she had bought from a. I reread some today, I liked "The Evil One" and "Potion #6".(Mindy) Bill, what is the story you are most proud of?(Bill Hart) I think the story I like most is "A Mugwump Wakes" which was posted on the TSA_TALK list and involves prejudice only. It one of two Blind Pig stories that I've written.(*Anne-Mal) How do you feel about collaborations?(Bill Hart) Collaborations can be a touchy subject. It depends on all the people involved to get finished and tempers can rise quickly and egos. . "I'm sorry ... Terry and his sister made such a fuss we had to keep on doing it..."Anh realised there was some deep sadness she didn't know about as she looked at Terry and his parents. She met Terry's eyes;"She was out one night with friends; she was only fifteen ... one of the boys was older and had a beat-up old banger of a car. They were driving along, too fast, by a deep dike called the Ramsey Forty-Foot when a tyre burst. The car veered off the road, across a few feet of grass and into.