TGFiction COTTAGEPUNK
Stories that take root by day and glow after dark.
A short tale about a teenage boy discovering female clothes
It started with the birth of a long awaited child. Then there was a blessing – or to be more precise three blessings – then a curse, then another blessing, then somewhere along the line another birth – well four actually, but one that stood out. What happened next was... well it's easier of you read it for yourselves. I was going to do this in instalments, but then I though why bother. Here it is. All of it. Enjoy (I hope).
Oh yes, for those of you with a less than pristine mind and a limited grasp of English vocabulary, a muff was a sort of tube of fur used to keep young lady's hands warm long before it was that other thing
The ghost from St. Blisque are back for more fun.
Ghost raise hell from the St. Blisque Manor to all those who dare to visit.
