Marine Captain Tiessen and I made our way up to the deck above the fantail to have an overview of the Crossing the Line activities below. During our interlude in my cabin, the weather had worsened with rainsqualls and rolling waves. King Neptune's court and the marines had enforced my rules about everyone being tethered safely to the ship when on deck. They...
I think I was on my knees in that store for about 10 minutes. Completely confused at what had just happened. He hadn't done anything to more than pinch my nipple and make me fix his pants, but his voice had flipped some sort of switch in my body. Everything was still hot and the tingling in my stomach got worse the more I thought about my behavior. I'd gott...
I've suspected all along that Russ Adams is a take-charge kind of guy, and it turns out I'm right. As soon as we're back in my hotel room he carefully hangs up his sport jacket, then takes me in his arms and kisses me, admitting of no discussion or resistance. His neatly trimmed beard tickles my face; his lips and tongue are eager yet tender. I grab his neck...
Ranklestein chomped on his cigar and sucked smoke into his lungs as he stared at the text on the laptop. "Fuck. What a boring piece of . . . of boring crap." The buzzing of the phone jerked him away. "Hi," he barked. "Hi. So how's it going? I need those five thou by this afternoon, Rank. Five thousand, is that so hard?" "Hard? Hard? This Manissus is a moa...
With a nudge and a yawn-smothering smirk Jeremy pokes me in the ribs and falsetto whimpers at me, "wake uuup..." as I ironically continue to drive and he awakens from traveler's daze. Always his way-- deflect the obvious by that distracting charm. Even after 18 years I was not immune to it. The fact of which he remains well aware. Approaching the Animus Ri...
It was hard to believe that my sailing holiday with Jim; on a 65ft charter yacht and him introducing me to paid Escort work; was three months ago. Although we had since done the odd twosome Escort together since then; five actually. My daydreaming was interrupted by my desk phone ringing; it was the Admiral, as we had nicknamed him after he bought a yacht;...
I loved the library coffee joint. I'm saying "library coffee joint" because there's no name for the place. It was completely unassuming in every way and resembled something closer to an airport grab-and-go than anything else. A no-frills menu and three small aluminum tables. At any number of hip urban joints, I could easily have gotten flustered by choice. W...
Driving into the north end of town and turning onto the Upper Head road to rise to the top of the bluff where the three rambling old mansions stood, Eddie Geer wondered why it had taken him so long to visit Shernhaven. He'd always been told that the small, harbor village where his English ancestors had settled in America three hundred and fifty-five years ag...
"Learning the Ropes at 29" 8====> I slid the empty glass across the smooth surface of the bar top. "Another double gin, lemon, and seven please, David." I spun on the stool and cockily leaned back against the bar rail; paying more attention to who was coming thru the front door of the Strawberry Hut, than I was hearing the bartender half ask 'Tall glass ag...
While living on the island of Cyprus, I developed quite a taste for young Turkish men. If you could get a good-looking, well-constructed Turkish guy before he got too far into his forties, you could almost guarantee you'd have something forceful, vigorous, straightforward, and good natured to play with. You also, quite often, would have a guy with a pretty h...