Helen chases her dream Click, click, click, click, the sound of the rapid fire shutter closing on the camera roused Helen from her day-dreams as she lay on her sun lounger on the beach. “What do you think you’re doing?“ she asked the man with the camera. “Sorry, I just carried away with your beauty and figure, I couldn’t help myself” “If my husband had seen you taking photos of me in my bikini, I don’t think he’d be very...

Helen reaches her dream This story is intended to be read as a follow on from ‘Helen chases her dream’ and would help the reader to understand her actions. This is a fantasy and should not be taken seriously by the reader and hopefully enjoyed as such. To those who don’t like this theme – sorry but it isn’t for you. Helen and Johnny arrived at the studio for her second photo shoot a few minutes early. Johnny left the car...

It all began with a phone call. Mr Taylor, the manager of the firm where my husband had been hurt whilst installing some new lighting, asked me if I could call and see him soon to discuss the accident. Naturally I assumed this was to talk about his compensation. John, my husband was a self employed electrician and had only recently started working for himself. It had taken all our savings to set him up with everything he...