Wrong wish for Christmas

💖 Merry Christmas, everyone! :D 💖

I wish you joy and love as we conclude this difficult year.  This year's challenges have not yet got you down.  Oh no, because we are strong, and limber, and feminine!  ^o^

🎅 May you be well and blissful this Christmas. 🎅

Angel's Rising

 

My dear readers and sisters and brothers, I have returned from a long journey!  It has been far too long.  The world seems to be going crazy, and I hope that you are all safe and well with your families.  I regret that it has taken such a long time, but there was necessary work and toil and regret in my life that had to be accounted for.  Let's just say that the past is finally past now. 

Thanks to all who have stuck by me as I handled some dirty-work that had to be done. 

This one is for Angel, my creative and sexy sister, who has posted such kind feelings; and I want to make another one for my stalwart and talented-twisted sister Dee.  There will be more soon, but please give me a moment to catch my breath, bathe, and unpack my rucksack, dust off, and fix my hair from the road. :D

The Beach and the new broad

Binding contract

Why so flat?

Threesome

Summer's choice

Happy Hawaiian Aloha

My dear Aunt

A little V-ball comeback

Beach blues

Seriously

"Marti, I've been thinking...." I said, brushing the sweat off my pretty blonde brow.

"Yes?" Marti asked, "Why that serious look on your face?"

I shuffled my feet. "Umm, this research volleyball of ours, it's been swapping us into random people for as long as we hold it.  I doubt we'll ever swap back randomly into our original bodies back at the lab."

"Yes, I know," sighed Marti, "The calculations were off.  I'm working on it."  I walked over and gave Marti a hug and a light kiss. Before Marti could respond, I blurted:

"Let's just stay like this, Marti! The sun & surf, my bikini, it's perfect. My body, and your body---they're all so perfect I just wanna cry!  You are beautiful, Marti, and I don't want you to change, and I don't want to change either, and...and...." I said, starting to shed a tear.

Marti shushed me and whispered, "I'm with you.  Seriously, you want to give up being a scientist?"

"Yes, and be your girlfriend!" I cried, tossing the science volleyball into the sea, "Yes, oh yes!"  Watching me, Marti smiled as the volleyball floated away, knowing that some lucky person out there would pick it up and discover a world of adventures.