Young Adults – Nicholas Walker

Agony on the Ice

Nicholas Walker — Thu, 12 Jun 2025 21:33:44 +0000

The ninth in the popular series about the four paranoid ice dancers. Samantha collapses at the World Championships and is rushed away to hospital where it seems the stress has been too much for her. She finishes with Alex and it seems she has finished with skating as well! Morris retires seemingly leaving Benjamin and Belinda in the wilderness and even Alex is off dating a famous pop star…is it finally the end for our superstars?

Kiss Mommy Goodbye: Little Drummer Girl

Nicholas Walker — Wed, 11 Jun 2025 21:20:24 +0000

Fourth in the popular Kiss Mommy Goodbye series. This novel is set just after the acid attack on Bobby where the family are all recovering in Laguna. Peter is introduced to a wayward girl who is a passionate drummer and develops an interest in helping her find her talent. The rest of the family go on with their lives: Butch is now working for college, The Twins are learning to fly while the rest of the children are pursuing a feud with a local businessman. Getz meanwhile has finally left school and is going her own mad way when Peter asks her to get involved with a major new project he is interested in. All the time the new season at Peter’s hotel in Vegas is getting closer and closer…

This hilarious novel is a further journey into the mad life of the Webb family!

A Teen Guide To Sex

Nicholas Walker — Fri, 23 May 2025 10:20:50 +0000

Sex education is mandatory in United Kingdom State Schools and the same for most states in the USA. The fact is that you will have more than likely been receiving some kind of sex education since the age of eleven and often from a lot younger.

Now I was brought up in the Sixties when we were all supposed to be having sex but we never had any Sex Ed at all…even in Biology all we did was the reproductive cycle of the rabbit and then the nice lady teacher read an embarrassed list of the sexual differences between human beings and rabbits. We were supposed to learn everything behind the bike sheds so you can imagine just how wrong most of us got it!

The most salient fact still comes from towards the end of the last century when sex education was banned from schools in Wales…the teenage pregnancy rate went through the roof, in fact it became the highest in Europe!

So, the chances are you will have been receiving Sex Ed before you had your first real bike so you should know all about it? Yes? I’m the Science teacher who usually ends up teaching Sex Ed and I can tell you they’ve all got it wrong, they are all just as mystified, just as frightened as we were back in the Swinging Sixties!

So, everybody knows that the man puts his penis inside the woman’s vagina and ejaculates and that will cause a baby to grow, yes, they do all know that. But how does he do that? What does she do? How do they prevent her becoming pregnant? Does doing it standing up prevent pregnancy? Does she have to have an orgasm to become pregnant?

Two friends of mine during the age of free love, the Sixties, on their honeymoon sat on the bed all night long crying they were so scared. They later on had two daughters so I guess it all worked out in the end.

This book is intended to take all that worry away, to explain everything from achieving your first real kiss to your first orgasm.

Agony on the Ice

Nicholas Walker — Mon, 21 Feb 2022 21:35:01 +0000

It was a sunny day but Samantha was past feeling anything. The garden was very large and she wandered off down to where the pond was, there were chairs there and she was still feeling exhausted, she was flushing the sleeping pills Dr Lewis had prescribed down the toilet every night. There was a large swinging garden chair by the pond but when she reached it someone was already sitting in it. She froze and Alex rose to his feet. ‘What the hell?’ she demanded. ‘I thought I’d drop round,’ he said, trying to find something innocuous to say. ‘I told you to stay away,’ she said, ‘I told everybody I didn’t want to see you!’ ‘I wanted to see you.’ ‘Would you just go? Please.’ ‘This isn’t fair,’ he said. He tried to walk towards her but stopped when she flinched away from him. He spread his hands in appeal, ‘You owe me more than this.’ ‘I don’t owe you anything! We were partners, that’s all. Skating partners and now that’s all over and done.’ ‘We were more than that and you know it. I love you.’ ‘Well, I don’t love you! I don’t even like you.’ She held her head in her hands, ‘Just sod off why don’t you?’ ‘You’re my fiancée, we’re supposed to be getting married, planning our wedding.’ ‘Marry you? I’m not going to marry you!’ it was almost a snarl. She wrenched at the ring on her finger that he had given her, his grandmother’s ring, the expensive one. It stuck and she had to use her teeth and she finally dragged it free leaving her finger bleeding. She hurled it savagely at him and it bounced off his chest and into the flower beds. ‘Now just sod off!’ she said, and she turned and bolted back towards the house.

Last Tango

Nicholas Walker — Fri, 07 May 2021 00:40:54 +0000

The edge of the door came closer but now the control of the crowd was breaking and the order of earlier was slipping away and people were pushing in front of her. Then Rabbi Ariel spoke to them severely and they listened to him. Angel knew that he had believed her earlier but he was over eighty and almost crippled by arthritis so he was hardly going to be able to jump from a train. Then at last she was at the door and she pulled it back against its lock. A good two inches let her feel the blast of air and she gulped it thankfully but already she had the handle of the bucket in her hand and she eased it through the crack and reached for the latch. Angel had studied the latch on the door when they had been bundling them inside but it was only designed to keep cattle in and it was easy. She caught it first try with the handle and the door slid open to reveal the rushing darkness outside. ‘What are you doing?’ a man demanded. ‘I’m jumping from the train,’ she said loudly. ‘If anybody else wants to join me now’s your chance.’ ‘You’ll be killed,’ said a woman. ‘Don’t be so stupid.’ ‘I’ve done it before, if you relax and roll you should be okay,’ she said. ‘We’ll all be punished for letting you escape,’ said the woman. ‘Don’t let her go.’ And immediately strong arms were holding her from behind. ‘Just lock the door after me,’ she said not bothering to struggle, the man holding her was too strong. ‘They won’t check the individual cars.’ ‘No!’ shouted a man and others were agreeing with him now and Angel could see her chance slipping away. ‘Let the child go,’ came Rabbi Ariel’s wonderful voice…a voice that had once captivated a synagogue. ‘I said let her go!’ The hands holding her slipped away. She looked at him and nodded. ‘Go my child and may God protect you,’ he said. ‘Quickly now, the train is slowing for a bend.’ ‘And God be with you all,’ she said and arms wrapped around her head she hurled herself into the darkness.

Help Me Make it Through the Night

Nicholas Walker — Fri, 11 Sep 2020 02:07:43 +0000

'Dee?' she called gently, but there was no reply. 'Dee?' she said more loudly. 'Look what I won on the tombola, this'll cheer you up.' She opened the door of Dee's bedroom. After a full five seconds she backed out of the bedroom, shut the door and leaned against it, a blank look on her face. 'Aaah!' It was almost a scream. Her hand opened and the bottle smashed onto the floor. 'Aaah!' she said again just as loudly. 'Oh no, I don't believe this is happening to me!' There was a sound of movement from the bedroom and Shelley suddenly came back to life. She flew across the van, hurtled through the door and disappeared. 'You're not coming into work dressed like that!' Mr Lawson said coldly. It was three hours later and Shelley had turned up for work still dressed in shorts and t-shirt. 'Aw, please Mr Lawson, nobody'll notice.' 'I said no! Now go and change.' 'But ...' 'Go!' Shelley groaned and trudged back to the van muttering to herself. As before she peered through the window, but once again there was no one in sight. She eased the door open, tiptoed inside and with a sigh of relief pulled the door closed behind her. 'Good evening,' said Dee. 'Aaah!' Shelley screamed. Dee had been sitting in the corner of the van hidden by the curtains. 'Oh no,' Shelley said holding her heart. 'Kill me someone, kill me right now!' 'I wondered when you'd come back for your clothes,' said Dee levelly. 'I am so sorry Dee, I wouldn't have broken in like that for the world.' 'Will you please relax? It wasn't your fault,' said Dee. 'Where've you been all afternoon? It's raining and you go out dressed like that!' 'I've been on the big dipper,' Shelley groaned. 'I stayed on for forty-seven consecutive rides! I'm up on the board as the record holder.' She held her stomach. 'Oh dear, I feel so sick.' 'You silly cow, why didn't you go into a cafe or something?' 'Where else do you go on a wet afternoon? My purse was in here! If it wasn't for Toby letting me into the funfair free I'd have died of exposure.' 'He didn't stay long.' 'No.' Shelley avoided her eyes. 'I'll just get my clothes then I'll be out of your way.' She made for her bedroom. 'Shelley,' Dee stopped her. 'Don't you think we should talk about it?' 'Talk about it? No I do not!' Shelley said. 'Your mother's going to kill me.' 'Nothing happened.' 'Nothing? Oh right, sure.' 'Really.' 'Listen Dee, I was there. I saw him. Oh brother did I see him.' 'We did not make love,' said Dee seriously. Shelley stared at her for a long moment, then she sat down opposite. 'Seriously?' she asked quietly. 'Seriously, we didn't make love.' 'Are you telling me you let him get that far, then said no?' 'He wouldn't.' 'He wouldn't?' Shelley demanded. 'C'mon Dee, this is Shelley you're talking to.' 'I tell you he wouldn't,' Dee said levelly. 'And I might as well be completely honest, there is no way I would have refused him, but he wouldn't.' 'What's the matter with him?' 'We hadn't got anything...you know.' 'Oh, you mean a condom?' 'Yes.' 'And yet you're saying you would have?' 'Oh yes I would have, make no mistake,' said Dee. 'I still can't believe it myself. I've never had any sympathies for these girls that get pregnant but I think I'm beginning to understand, you simply don't care do you?' 'But you have to care Dee, you could have got pregnant, think what that would have done to your chances at The Sorbonne, or worse, you could have caught the big A.' 'I think Sebastian's proved that the likelihood of me catching AIDS off him is remote, don't you?' Dee regarded her friend levelly. At last all Shelley's amazement and indignation ran out of her and she gave a sigh. 'Oh well, I suppose you got away with it this time,' she said. 'Look, I'm going to be sick then I'd better get to work.' 'You want me to cover for you?' 'No, I'll be alright. Us record holders have to suffer for our art.' She went to the bathroom door, then she stopped and looked back at her friend. 'Dee?' 'Yes?' 'I've got to say just one more thing.' Dee smiled at her. 'Go ahead Shelley.' 'Well, it's just that I know a bit more about men than you, yeah?' 'Absolutely.' 'Well, I'm telling you, Sebastian seems an alright type of bloke. He wouldn't make love to you because he hadn't got a condom, right?' 'Yes Shelley.' 'Well, that was a couple of hours ago,' said Shelley. 'He'll have some by now.' Dee sighed and got to her feet. 'That's okay Shelley,' she said. 'I've already been out and got some.'