The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 3 (Part 2)

Today is Love Our Lurkers Day 11th Edition. As an aside, today’s episode sets up the next eight. There is reason for my words.

First light was not near when I awoke. Mouth dry, clothes stiff, neck cramped but oh, the smile on my countenance would have lit the morn’s dew had it been seen. The thin wool blanket was upon the floor as soon too were my feet. Weekly bath night was three days hence, no matter, my cleanse yesterday was still fresh: I filled the chamber pot with my piss. Brief cold water rinse and I trotted downstairs to dump my load. The bird’s arias filled the sweet air – perhaps to leeward reach – the latrines loomed nearer as did a slender shadow.

This link goes to The Bumhampton Chronicles category so you can catch up at any time.

11 thoughts on “The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 3 (Part 2)

  1. Leigh Smith November 18, 2016 / 12:54 pm

    Love the kitty picture – reminds me of my Bummer. First visit here, I’ll be back.

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    • lurvspanking November 18, 2016 / 2:48 pm

      Thanks for the visit and comment. Lots of cool spanking stories, poetry and essays to read.

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  2. ronniesoul November 18, 2016 / 3:47 pm

    I do visit but don’t think I’ve ever left a comment. Happy LOL-Day.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

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    • lurvspanking November 18, 2016 / 9:17 pm

      Thanks Ronnie. Maybe back in 09-11 you left a comment.

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  3. Lindy November 19, 2016 / 8:55 am

    My first visit here will be back really quickly though. Happy LOL day.
    Hugs Lindy

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    • lurvspanking November 19, 2016 / 3:01 pm

      Thank you very much for your visit and comment.

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