Free Olivia's Guardian by Rose St. Andrews

activities. It was risky, but she made the decision to tell them about their shared fetish. Well, the spanking and age-play parts, but that was all. They were completely and totally fascinated and begged for details.
    “People, people, keep in mind, you came over here because of how loud I was during… ah, you-know-what. Can you please give me time to recover? I promise, we’ll get together some time in the future and talk, and I’ll answer all your questions.”
    Heidi stepped forward and turned to face the others. “I think that makes sense. Let’s be… logical and reasonable. After all, we’ve lived here for decades and been… the walking dead for most of that time. If we wait a few days to learn about something that will put more fire in our lives, where’s the harm?”
    The others agreed, nodding their heads as they left, and all the ladies winked at Olivia as they walked off. She closed the door and heaved a sigh.
    Damn, what have I gotten myself into? Talk about a twist to my life. Olivia Hargee: Sex Therapist!
    Olivia went back to check on Caleb. He was still out and thus she had some free time. In the past, she would have plunked herself down in front of the TV, and watched yet another rerun. But due to her renewed zest for life, she had no interest in such things. An idea popped into her head: What if she created her own show? As if struck by lightning, she was instantly inspired. Racing to her room, she got pen and paper, and stood there at her little desk as she wrote. Sitting was out of the question.
    She couldn’t help but smile as she remembered that long ago she’d been a writer, but that life had faded as endless existence had stretched before her. Even work became unnecessary. When anyone, even a struggling teacher/write like her could make a tiny investment, and then live off the dividends after only forty or fifty years, there was no need to work. She still had no need, but now she had something better: a desire! She wrote and wrote, and wrote some more. So laser-like was she in her focus that she didn’t hear Caleb walk up to the doorway.
    She jumped when he rapped on it to get her attention.
    “Goodness, girl, are you trying to unravel the mysteries of the universe? I’ve never seen such an intense look on your face.”
    “Sorry, just… concentrating.”
    He cocked his head at her. “Oh, really? Care to share, or is it something personal?”
    She smiled broadly. “No, no, I want you to know all about it!”
    “Well, okay then. How about we talk about it while we exercise?”
    She readily agreed. Not merely because she relished his touch and being outside, but because she knew he had something special planned. So, slipping on her blue shorts and white tee, she practically raced him outside to the mat. The session went as always, a good solid workout for her new muscles. She worked up quite a sweat, her heart pounding not just from the exertion, but the touch of his hands to her skin.
    She also told him about her idea. The show was called My Little Lucy . She had considered using her name, but thought that a bit too egotistical. For some reason, the name Lucy just popped into her head. She was a regen living with her husband, and in each episode she got into some sort of mischief that resulted in a good sound spanking.
    “It sounds like fun, sweetie, but is it appropriate? I mean, I know there aren’t many children around, but there are some . Is the subject matter acceptable?”
    “No problem, it can air on one of the adult channels that you need a retina scan to access. Don’t they have those in Neo London?”
    “Oh, yeah, now that I think of it, they do. I just wasn’t ever into those shows.”
    She nodded. “I understand, neither was I. There were no spanking-themed ones.”
    “So, what are you going to do with your treatment?”
    “I have a friend, haven’t seen her in decades, but we had— have similar… ah, tastes. She was lucky, she found a man who shared hers. She