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No. Not for the Chains of Office. I've acquired them since my marriage.

But fiction? How about a His and Hers Chain story? They slip off from an official engagement for a bit of slap and tickle and return wearing each other's chain?

Oh please do it! I suppose there's no way it can be written as a 'chain' story. Please write another piece of local government erotica, I love them so. (And if you can make it safe sex, I promise a gold-plated review on my blog! ROFL.)
 
Oh please do it! I suppose there's no way it can be written as a 'chain' story. Please write another piece of local government erotica, I love them so. (And if you can make it safe sex, I promise a gold-plated review on my blog! ROFL.)

I must have a word with a pal of mine who regaled me with some tale about the lady Mayoress and the Borough Surveyor.

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Oh dear, I had such fun in here chatting that I've only managed to sew one badge on the cub scout top and I have four still to do! I had better get up early I suppose. LOL

Good night! you princes of Maine, you kings of New England.

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Oh dear, I had such fun in here chatting that I've only managed to sew one badge on the cub scout top and I have four still to do! I had better get up early I suppose. LOL

Good night! you princes of Maine, you kings of New England.

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Oh, my. Are we channeling John Irving tonight?


 
A Bigger Bang

Many years ago, as is usual for many Og stories, we were sitting in our local public house playing cards for pennies. One of us mentioned a report in The Times newspaper which most of us used to read because The Times gave students a reduced price per issue.

The report was of an Army exercise on Salisbury Plain. The exercise was supposed to test the effectiveness of the troops after a nuclear bomb had been exploded nearby. The troops would have to fight in full chemical protection kit.

What interested us was that the Army had simulated a nuclear mushroom cloud with a relatively small amount of explosives and a hundred pounds of some easily obtainable ingredients. I won't go into details. You never know who might be reading this.

We talked about it for about half an hour and concluded that we could do the same, if we wanted to. Most of us then forgot the conversation, but not one of us. He thought that if the Army could do it, he could do it bigger and better and over the next few weeks he started to accumulate materials in an outbuilding at his uncle's farm on the North Downs, South of London.

He didn't have access to the plastic explosive the Army had used, but he (and we) knew how to make the explosive from agricultural chemicals that was later often used by the IRA in Northern Ireland for car bombs.

He wanted a bang that would be heard all over London and a mushroom cloud that would be seen from fifty miles away. We knew nothing about his activities until another Friday evening session when he announced that zero hour would be 12 noon on Sunday.

"What zero hour?" we asked.

"The zero hour when I set the bomb off."

"What bomb?"

"You know. The one like the Army used on Salisbury Plain. We talked about it weeks ago. I've made it. It's ready, on top of the North Downs. I'll install the detonator on Sunday morning. I've allowed for ten minutes delay so I'll be nowhere near it when the cloud erupts..."

"Cloud?" We had forgotten that the whole point was to simulate a nuclear attack.

"The mushroom cloud of course. You don't need to come close. If you have a view to the South at noon on Sunday you won't miss it."

He told us exactly where he had assembled the materials. We knew it well and also that the exact location wasn't easily accessed by the public. There was a way in to the location but no one would or could go there by accident.

As he explained how he had acquired the ingredients and the massive quantities he had gradually assembled in that remote hill top location we became seriously worried. The Cuban Missile crisis was only a year or so in the past and the Cold War was still a reality.

What would happen if he set off an apparent nuclear explosion to the South of London that might be visible for a fifty mile radius? There could be panic and certainly a severe reaction from the military and other authorities. Was he demented?

He wasn't demented. He had just got carried away with the practicalities of producing a mushroom cloud, and he was proud of having solved all the difficulties on the way.

But he had no idea of the possible consequences of his action. We tried to persuade him. He became angry that his friends weren't congratulating him for his initiative and expertise, and he stomped off into the night saying:

"Look South at noon on Sunday."

Long before noon on Saturday the local police had received several anonymous phone calls. They thought the first one was a joke. As more calls were made and it became obvious that the callers were not only serious but really concerned, they eventually sent a Police motorcyclist to the exact location consistently specified.

His radio report caused near panic. All the Bomb Disposal teams in London converged on a hill top of the North Downs. They called in an Army Bulldozer to remove the trees and shrubbery concealing the bomb. It took them three days to make the area safe.

The original Army version had used about a hundred pounds of cloud-creating mixture. Our friend had used a ton. The Army had used 10 gallons of liquid. He had used 150 gallons.

If he had set the device off, the Army ordnance experts considered that it would have produced a mushroom cloud equivalent to a medium sized hydrogen bomb. They also agreed that the detonator and explosive were effective and viable. They never identified the bomb maker even if they had some suspicions.

It took our friend a long time to forgive us. It took us nearly as long to convince him that it had been a bad idea.

When he finally finished at University - he became a special effects expert for TV and movies and enjoyed making smaller bangs.
 
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I'm nervous for my Belly Dance class tonight. I still haven't got my shimmy right and I'm very stiff from the weekend. I must persevere though :D
 
Child Molesters should be hunted down purged and eradicated, female male whoever what ever and such action should be legalized as just law.
 
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