("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text ------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2014. Please do not remove the author information nor make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------- Our Realisations - 1 by Flinders (no address provided) *** Diary entry collected from the discarded stuff at a apartment complex on an island in the South Pacific. Daughters anguish at her transgression. Dad is tenured but she is not. But then again she is forty-one years old and still a spinster after all. (MF, inc, rom) *** Diary Entry: March 12, 2013 “Well women! You’re showing! Admit it!” I have dreaded this day for months, actually ever since missing my period in January. I can’t deny the bloody obvious any longer. I can’t believe that I was so stupid. I am 41 years old for Christ sake. Well woman, you are sporting an unmistakably early baby bump! It makes me want to scream. And to think I have been celibate since arriving in Honiara last June. The only roots I’ve had were during my holiday in Port Vila. What am I going to tell him when he sees me next? It was just supposed to be a simple break, to get away from work. It wasn’t supposed to end up as a bloody five-day fuck fest. I was so bloody sore for a week afterwards. Yah sure you know you enjoyed being sore after all that abstinence didn’t you? Now that euphoria certainly changed when your cramps failed to show up, didn’t it? You’re a twit! Shit, I’ll have to go see the new doctor at the High Commission. I must find out what I need to do. I can just imagine the conversation – “Hello Janice, and what seems to be the problem?” “Gee Phillip, I seem to be getting fat on my diet. I think it’s a growth.” I can’t see how any story is going to be convincing. My reputation is rat-shit regardless of the story I give. The staff at the High Commission will now realise that I have not just gained some extra abdominal weight. And this is after starving myself to get rid of 9 bloody kilos, yes 9kgs. That process was pure agony. It’s not fair. I am now going to balloon out right in front of everyone. It will make my bump all the more blatant. My nice new firm body is now attached to this round growth poking-out between my hipbones. I can just imagine it at work; “Janice you never told us you had a partner. Is he a local? Do we know him? When can we meet your partner? Have you named the baby yet? What is your partner’s name, etc & etc.? I know the answers well be: oh, no, no, never, no, and oh, his name, is Professor Samuel Emerson. “Janice we were not aware that you’re married” will surely follow. “Well that is because I am not married”, comes next. “But Janice, isn’t your last name Emerson too?” “Too right, it certainly is”. I am sure that can be my only possible set of appropriate replies. “Isn’t that a coincidence?” they’ll ask. “Of cause it’s not a bloody coincidence, you twit!” I will need to be equally frank in the next responses too. Can you imagine everyone’s surprise, even with hidden gleeful remarks, when it is understood that not only did I fuck my father on my holiday, and I did that many times I might add, but that we had even managed to procreate too? I can see all the Canberra news items now – 63 years old local Australian professor knocks-up his 41 years old diplomat daughter while vacationing together in Vanuatu. Screw this shit, I’m going to name it Sam regardless of its gender. I think I need a drink. Oh shit, no wine for another 6 and half months. I am so pissed! Talk to you tomorrow you - you mother! This journal entry was found in a collection of disposed notebooks collected from a waste bin at one of Honiara’s apartment complexes. Yes, Janice is well known on this island for her professionalism, social conservatism and eye for detail and of cause, her swollen abdomen. She is a very successful diplomat and a likeable individual to boot. What a delight it is to now have this insight into her personality and behaviour. She makes the World all the more interesting don’t you think? End Entry... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 81