These pages are a collection of stories from the Writer's Group at Box Hill U3A.
In a Spin.
"Mavis, we're going to need someone to look at our washing machine. I can hear the noise it makes at the other end of the house."
"Don't worry Joe - it's a bit of fun. Sometimes I sit on it when it's pulsating or spinning."
"Good God Mavis! What on earth for?"
"Well, it gives me a nice feeling down there." "Down where? Be specific." "In my special place."
"Do you mean to tell me I don't satisfy you?" "To be truthful toe - no!" "Well, we'd better spice things up a bit." "Do we have to wait until tonight? NO!" "You're keen dear."
"Shut the curtains Joe and leave the light on. I've got something to show you."
"Right, I'll undress you and slowly. Bloody hell Mavis -what've you done to yourself? Where's my glasses?"
"It's a pink strip dear. Do you like it?"
"Well, I must say it's different."
"It cost fifty five dollars and I feel decadent. Joyce had hers done too."
"So Mavis, here we go. After I'm finished with you, you won't be relying on a washing machine for pleasure!"
"How are you Joyce? It's Mave."
"Free for coffee tomorrow afternoon?" "Yep, same place, same time."
"Well, did he like it Mave? The pink strip I mean."
"I think so, but he had a few ideas of his own. He's been reading those books that everyone's talking about. They're full of sex. With his pace maker he should be reading Tom Sawyer or The Bible. Anyway, I've told him not to worry about the washing machine. To be truthful Joyce, I'd be left high and dry without it!"