Another Story Without End.

[Spoonboy]

So far the first is doing brilliantly, without my interference. I have decided, therefore, to post another with just the title and let you all do your best.

The title is "VOLCANO SPRINGS"

Again, this is just for fun, and I promise not to interfere with the story one dot.

Many thank you's in advance. And have fun.

[AlwaysConfused]

Don't you want to start the story off, Spoony?

[Spoonboy]

I thought that it would get the noggin going if I did not. But, if you wish, I will add that Volcano Springs is a "posh" estate where keeping up with the Joneses is as normal as doing the laundry. Perhaps it is a murder mystery, perhaps a comedy, I will let you decide. I have just thought of a character by the name of Missie Childs...

[society]

Are you trying to get us to help you write your book or a story?

[AlwaysConfused]

It wasn't until Missie Childs hung her underwear on the line in the pouring rain that.....

[society]

She then took it inside and tried drying them by ironing them.

[Spoonboy]

No society, it is just fror fun, to see where it leads. I write anyway, and have four books I am working on, with another three titles in the mix.

[Spoonboy]

I am going to have to type slowly so as not to hit extra keys I do not want.

[nungate]

After struggling to get her undies in a pristine condition, she gave up tossed them in the nearest recycling bin (she loves the planet) and headed out to Knickers 'r' us to restock her lingerie drawer. As she pulled into the car park at Knickers 'r' us a strange thing happened ......

[AlwaysConfused]

...she realised that she had no panties on. She was still holding the ones intended to be recycled, but hers had gone. She held down her skirt for dear life, but.....

[nungate]

they were nowhere to be seen! What was she to do?

[AlwaysConfused]

Looking around her car for inspiration, she could only see a magic air freshener, a CD, a coca-cola paper cup and an empty crisp packet. It was only a matter of time until....

[nungate]

she would be in a position to fashion herself a pair of panties .... ut just as she was trimming the edges of the cup to form a gusset, the car park attendant knocked on the car window, asking her if ....

[AlwaysConfused]

she had seen his paper cup anywhere. Redfaced, Missie tried to explain that...

[nungate]

she had managed to mislay her panties and was hoping to replace them by fashioning a temporary pair from the paper cup and the crisp bag. The car park attendant smiled, put hi hand in his pocket and produced a pair of navy blue y-fronts asking if that might help cover her embarrassment and could he please have his cup back ..

[nungate]

as he was due to keep wicket for the local cricket eleven and was in need of some protection. Missie agreed and returned the cup in exchange for the y-fronts. At least theywere able to keep her modesty intact though the y-fronts were not without inherent dangers owing to loose elastic .... would they be able to withstand the long a perilous walk to the safe haven of knickers 'r' us?

[Arksided]

.. the attendant looked away a little embarrassed asked Missie "would you like me to fetch you a trolley? theres a young Lady who looks like shes finished with hers over there."
With a smile Missie replied "Yes that would be lovely of you young man, thank you." The attendant smiled a reply then walked across to the car that was parked near by which a young lady had just finished unloading a trolley into the car and asked...

[nungate]

"oh I say, don't I know you? Yes..yes I do you keep wicket for the local cricket eleven don't you?" "Why, yes I do, in fact I'll be on my way to the cricket ground as soo as I have assisted that young lady" Whereupon she pulled out a syringe plunged it into his neck, and as the blackness began to overwhelm him, he heard her say "not today you won't, I am the wife of your opponent's team and they are going to win this day".....
Poor Missie was in a quandary, what was she to do, she could not rush to the aid of the parking attendant because of the dodgy elastic, and the battery on her mobile phone had just died ......

[AlwaysConfused]

thinking on her feet, Missie ran over to a nearby car where a man was unloaded his goods into the boot. "Hello lovely lady, may I take you’re trolley back?". Missie realised that pretending to be a trolley boy might be a good idea in this situation. But the mistake was made when.....