Thanks to everyone who cared enough to give me their comments! Much appreciated! Chapter Three I was pleasantly surprised as I drove into the driveway of Red’s new home. Of course, it had been his son’s and daughter-in-law’s home earlier, but Red had paid off the mortgage when he moved here from Florida after their death. He was determined that his grandso...
Pronunciation: Þórlákr: Pour - lah - kh; Abjörn: Ah - b - yorn; Fuðflogi means "man who flees the female sex organ." Some of the words are in Swedish, others are in Old Norse. The ones that are in Old Norse I researched, while the ones in Swedish are from Google Translate. Please tell me if they are wrong. Enjoy. * Loki was bored. And it was never a good...
Rita must have been one of the luckiest women alive in California. Not only did she have an illustrious career as the head of her own company, but she also managed to squeeze in an intimate relationship for the past three months. But it didn't just end there. She had found herself a boyfriend, but she didn't have just one. She had two. It became an unusual p...
I was 23 in August 1976 and had been living in Philadelphia for a little over two months. Having moved there from the Ozarks of Missouri, I'd expected the big city to be pretty wild and overwhelming, but even I had never imagined the hotbed of sexual activity I found coexisting right under the noses of the stuffed shirts of the large Center City law firm whe...
Chapter V: I take George to meet John and Cathy I talked to John the other day and told him about my tryst with George and how he would like to have a party with us. I asked John if he had heard from Bill. It seems that Bill is still among the missing but that Cathy would enjoy joining us. I agreed and told him we would be over Wednesday if that was good fo...
For the past two months, Mona had kept a close watch whenever her eighteen-year-old daughter spent time with her two classmates. The forty-two-year-old mother made sure that these two young men didn't play any dirty games whenever she arrived from work and found them in her home. So far, all three of them didn't show any signs of playful antics. Beth, her da...
I was on assignment in the forest in the dead of winter taking pictures of trees. The snow was really coming down as I tinkered with my camera on its tripod until I thought I heard something. I look around, the falling snow really obstructing my vision, I couldn't make anything out. Then I saw him, over by my supplies. It looked like a huge, wild beast at f...
I liked them small—short, but otherwise perfectly formed. And the stripper was all of that. I'd stopped in Orlando on my way down to Key West for my usual winter gay cruising fix, having been told that Orlando was a secret Key West. Parliament House at Orlando's Rock Lake, on North Orange Blossom Trail, had been recommended to me, and thus far it was panni...
The summer of 1976 was especially hot. It was late August and I was studying in the library at college but found it impossible to concentrate. Every time I looked out of the window I could see carefree people in the quad, laughing, enjoying life, making the most of the wonderful, warm weather. I felt left behind, stuck in this mausoleum reading but not takin...
As I bathed at the trough by the well in the courtyard, I sang a song my mother used to sing to me when I was young and she was still alive. An old song from her childhood. After a day working in the fields, I was carefully washing the dust and sweat from my body in preparation for the coming night, as this day marked my passing into adulthood, and tonight...