My first-

[roger888]

Good luck for some easy exam papers & a wheeler free exam room,you don't need those kind of distractions when you're trying to concentrate

[aliceofwonder]

sorry i have been caught up in the crazyness of the end of exams and just got back from the gold coast after a week of beach parting. I will recover from my massive hang over and sleep depivation and then write more. I have the nex two chapters maped out.

[southernman]

Dec 3, 2008 11:19:46 GMT -5 @ukquad said:

Good to see u back.

yes we've been waiting..lol welcome back, hopefully you took pic's of your week of partying on the beach ;D

[aliceofwonder]

Here is a tiny little bit that i just wrote. Sorry i am taking ages I have had alot on and a fair amount of writer block.

It was a sinking hot Sunday as I pulled my car into the UQ swimming pool. I wound up windows, way to stingy to use the aircon, and pulled my gear out of the back seat. I had finished most of my assignments and was looking forward to an afternoon of taning chilling and generally doing very little. After getting in I set up on the grassy slope which overlooks the entire Olympic sized pool and had perfect radiating sun. I threw off my kaftan to reveal my new victoria’s secrets bikinis and slaped on some reef oil, yer yer “No tan is a good tan” whatever I though, I was young and melanomas could go fuck themselves, I was going to look good these holidays.
Thirty minutes later my phone’s alarm sounded, time for me to turn over. I was just sitting up surveying the life around this vital water hole when I saw a flash of silver out of the corner of my eye. My dev sense zoomed in, it was a chair, and I recognised the guy in it. Holy Shit! What was Michael doing here! I watched squinting because of the sun as he pulled off his t shirt to reveal the most deliciously riped torso and arms I have ever seen. My heart beat sped up. Then the grand finale, he shifted his hips from one side to the other and pulled off his towel. He was just wearing a pair of budgie smugglers. The sight of his delicate atrophied legs in contrast with his built upper body made me pull a sharp breath in. I thought I was about to pass out with the ecstasy of the situation. Then Greg the swim squad coach came over to him and lowered the automatic chair down so he could transfer across and strapped a blue flotation belt on to him. I pretended to be reading a magazine that I had brought with me; dark sunglasses are the world’s best invention. Another bloke had come over and was helping him into the pool on the electronic chair and then jumped in for what I thought was probably going to be some sort of rehab/workout. Moving my towel slightly and making sure I muttered something about black ant’s nests I had a clear view so that I would be able to see when it was finished. I would be very desperate watching the whole thing. Every ten minutes or so I looked up checking to see that it was still going, I wanted to “randomly bump into him afterwards as we were both leaving”.
About 45minutes later I looked up and saw that he was just moving back into the little bucket chair in the water. That was my queue to move. I scooped up my stuff, tied my kaftan around my waist like a sari and walked down the hill to the main area, slow enough to give him time.
I gently walked past him and the knot of my sari softly brushed against the side of the chair, I thought I heard him turn. “Elizabeth” his voice called from behind me, success, I smiled at my achievement. Casually I turned “Oh hi Michael” I walked forward so to engage a conversation “how are you?”. “Great” he replied, “I didn’t know you came here. Have you met Brett?” he gestured towards the guy who I realised now must have been his personal trainer. “Hi Brett” I said reaching out my hand. “Hey listen, Brett and I were going to grab a juice or a protein shake, do you want to join us?” this was amazing, would I like to join them... of course I bloody would, but I had to seem nonchalant about the whole thing. “Sure why not, it’s so hot out here I could use a drink”. Brett interrupted “oh, sorry mate, I have to meet a client over at the gym, in a few”. Hell yer, was this my lucky day or something, I should go and buy a lotto ticket!

Enjoy, and i welcome your comments or questions about my aussieisms.

[spurs2000]

I'm enjoying your story. I love the Australianisms as you call them!

[atbrisman]

just read these & they are great. I went to UQ and which makes everything all very real. Wish I had seen a para like Michael when I was there. lol

[aliceofwonder]

WOW you went to UQ! as in you are from queensland? that is amazing. small world huh? i may have to post more then, but now that term has started i am pretty swamped with reading and essays.