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Hi all, Platinum here. I'm a big fan of EUF and ENF and love reading new stories. I'm not a great writer myself, but I dabble every now and again just for fun. I'm very glad I found this forum and look forward to making new friends within the community. Yours, Platinum.

CHAPTER ONE: BETHANY

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T he nights over Ridgewick were clear and cool. The evenings still carried a hint of winter, particularly when the Northerlies blew down from the Ranges towards the end of the day. With just over four weeks to go before Foundation Day, the town was abuzz with talk ...

This is an incredibly good story!

CHAPTER 2: KENDRA

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"You wanna go out and practice in the backyard?"

Kendra Morgan glanced up from the TV, checking the time on her wristwatch. It was 4.30 in the afternoon, and they had maybe two hours of sunlight left to the day. Turning around on the sofa, she looked over at her friend ...

Ellen Morgan walked out along the veranda, still holding her copy of Martha Stewart, and sat down beside Bianca, hanging her legs over the grass. She was a large, buxom woman just starting to overflow around the middle. Kendra traipsed over to join them, sidling up against her mother for warmth and ...

PART ONE

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A s soon as her agent called to arrange the shoot that afternoon, Holly knew she'd have to wear her prettiest underwear. While PICS was supposedly a 'news and views' magazine, Holly knew that she'd probably be stripping down to her bare panties as soon as she arrived on location ...

Would anyone object if I posted a story about a teenaged girl having her bottom smacked in the nude?

JACINTA
PART ONE

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"No, Daddy, please no! Not another a spanking!!"

Robert Jackson was sick of Jacinta's backtalk. All he wanted was a little respect and consideration, a place to relax at the end of a day's honest labor. Instead, he'd received nothing but snide remarks, passive misconduct ...

THE GIRL IN THE TREE
A Tale of Childhood

O n a perfect spring morning at the very beginning of May, a boy named Dave Henson was sauntering down Lancaster Parade, a lanky red-haired lad trailing a bright red yo-yo from his right hand. School had been out for just over a week and the sidewalks ...

INTERLUDE (1)

Excerpt from:

Transactions of the Courtland Antiquarian Society
Vol. XVII, No. 2 (Spring 1964)
"The Maiden's Sprint: A Study in Vernacular Rite and Rural Memory"
by Prof. Alaric Penrose, Fellow of Folklore, St. Celandine College

A mong the more obscure customs still practiced ...