Nothing could have prepared her for the sense of absolute freedom driving gave her. Having spent most of her 33 years without a license, indeed without even having sat behind the steering wheel of a car, here she was suddenly in control of a great hunk of metal, plastic and rubber barrelling along (within the speed limit of course), her red P's proudly displ...
Kate and I usually travel two-up on one bike. We rarely tour with others because it's tough to find another couple, let alone a group, who are in sync with what we want to do any given day. A long trip becomes a series of annoying compromises with a group. We also miss a lot of opportunities to meet locals along the way. We don't have to compromise when it i...
I was walking home and I didn't fancy returning to the small student flat above the row of shops where I was approaching. The whole country had in the midst of a prolonged and quite severe cold snap I had done enough for the day. It was a Wednesday, a universal half day for students. I had turned out for the 2nd fifteen, had my weekly shower and put a few e...
University Campus, Main drive, (9:54 am) A crowd gathered around the main entrance to the college campus on Wednesday morning, of Nude Day 2004. The low chatter grew louder and louder as the gathering of people grew bigger. Some were willing to give it a go for the prize money, others were there to watch, what was being called "The Nude Day Streak-a-thon."...
His eyes caressed her legs. She drove a popping red PT Cruiser. Her knees were angled high in the car too small for the 5'11" woman. Her face was leaning forward. She held the top of the steering wheel with both hands. Her forearms rested against the steering wheel. He stole more glances onto the slender, pokey knees. The knees were parted to work the paddl...
I was hoping to get home early. Take a shower, blow dry my hair, do my makeup. I could not wait to put on my new dress, though I still felt weary at the thought of the new heels my friend had insisted on making me buy to complete the ensemble. I had been looking forward to the party all week. Responsible girl that I am, I had been studying relentlessly for m...
{There is some sex in this story, but it's not really erotic. Nothing else really fits.} Dan walked in to the big ballroom at the local Elk's club. Looking around at the roughly 30 or so people there, he realized he did not recognize a single soul. The chairs surrounding tables by the dance floor were filled with a sea of white hair, oversize people chatti...
I spent my summers as a park ranger in Yellowstone. Before you get all teary-eyed about how romantic and macho that sounds, let me remind you that most of it was spent corralling college interns, breaking up campground spats, and trying to keep the local black bear out of the ranger station dumpsters. Once, so long ago I can't really recall the year, I did s...
You know, a lot of people think that Internet relations are crap, even if they talk on the phone everyday. “It will never work,” they all say. Long distance relations stay long distance most believe. Well for those people, I only have one thing to say, fuck you. I love a girl who lives on the other side of the country, a beautiful, smart, and talented girl w...
"Umph!" grunted Liz as Gene lowered her pack to settle on her shoulders. She bent forward slightly and wiggled to let it set on her hips. Gene stood back, visually drinking this in as Liz's braless breasts swayed seductively from side to side; the snug fabric of her t-shirt hugging her nipples nicely. Grabbing the waist belt as she stood up, with just enough...