Lusciously Cristiix

Hey guys, I'm apologising for how slack I've been with paramour heights high. I went through writers block for a bit there and then started writing again. I also found out I was pregnant, unfortunately I lost the baby, then to top it off I nearly die from cervical shock during the miscarriage. I have some editing to do and then I'll be posting, maybe 2 chapters. 
          
          Lots of luscious love 
          
          Cristi xxx

Sorry for not posting last week. My week has been totally hectic. We're renovating our bathroom and my son got invited to a birthday party. It's been crazy. I'll hopefully have chapter 4 up sometime this week. 
          Ok I have to go I have a 3yo t-Rex in my lounge room rawring at me. 

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Paramour Heights High - Chapter 3 - was just posted guys!!!! Go check it out!

Fact of the day about me:
          
          • I have a severe phobia of frogs. I lived in Queensland - where frogs are everywhere- before moving to South Australia. And then I find out people actually have them as pets here, my mother-in-law being one of those people, like come on! Why?! *cringes* yuck. I seriously can't be in the room when she feeds them. 
          
          • Being too close to horses freaks me out. They're beautiful, I'll admit that and my sister is in pony club, but they're heads are huge. Like this big *holds hands in front of myself 100 inches apart* (ok, I might be over exaggerating but seriously their massive.)
          
          • Chickens, not the dead kind you eat, that's fine but the ones that are very much alive and lay eggs and cluck. Nope, *shakes head* not happening.
          
          I lived on a property in my teens and my step dad had chickens, like a big coop with separate pens in it. I was alright to start off with - feeding them and collecting eggs- but after awhile I started getting suspicious, thinking, what if them clucking to each other was their way of communicating and they were secretly plotting against me. I brushed it off and the next afternoon, after school, I went to collect the eggs. (There was this one hen that I swear had a grudge against me.) Anyway I had to crouch down to get the eggs and when I turn around that freaking hen is standing between me and my freedom. I swear it eyed me with it's beady little eyes, like it knew what we were doing with the eggs. I was like shoo, waving my hands at it and no lie it screeches at me, and get this the other hens wander over clucking and shit, and I'm huddled in the corner of this pen, almost in tears, calling out to mum and the louder I call out to mum the louder the chickens get. Mum heard me like two minutes later and rescued me. It was freaking scary. 
          -Ok chicken rant over!!-
          
          Sorry
          
          That's about it guys... 
          

Hi guys,
          
          Chapter 3 of Paramour Heights High will be up in the next few days!!! 
          
          :p

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