The taste on my tongue was unmistakable, yet slightly different than what I was used to. I raised my eyebrows and looked at Jane with a quizzical look on my face. "Yes, that is what you think it is," was her response. The night had just taken an interesting turn. My wife, Jane and I, are a thirty something couple with a couple of kids. It was Friday nigh...
Chapter 2. Wednesday Breakfast. Ann started to pull on her pajamas and said to me: "Time for breakfast - wear your robe." As we were about to leave her room she looked slightly apprehensive and said: "My beloved, as much as I love what we did and I hope we get to do it a whole lot more, I think it would be best if you slept with Barb tonight and Cindy tomo...
Do midsummer dreams come true? Wil wondered this as he walked through the quiet woodscape. It had been some time since he had seen her last but the time seemed right and the phase of the moon the same as when he had seen her last. As he walked he saw a light ahead., Firelight. He crept furtively towards it. Stopping every few steps to listen. The moon cast...
She loved these nights, out dancing with her girlfriend, getting to let loose, let it all out the stress of the week, and really feel free and naughty, even. Her husband, her good husband, caring, protective hardworking but a bit of a dweeb too, let's face it, was home with the kids probably asleep already. Tonight was better than usual, she wasn't driving,...
PART I What Mary Learned Mary is 55 and happily married. At the moment, Mark, her husband, friend, and lover of 30 years, has been gone almost a week taking care of a family problem. "It's been a long week," thought Mary as she lay in the half empty bed. "My part-time job, lunch with friends, and personal and grocery shopping just seems like ‘marking time'...
He watched her, dancing. She was the one dancing, of course; while he could remember a time, back in his youth, when he might have danced, the time was long past now. But she loved to dance, loved to let the music wash through her, working magic in ways neither of them could completely understand. She loved to sway and sweep and twist and tremble as her bo...
BabyGirl, I want to dance with you... in Rio de Janeiro during Carnival. I think I want you on a float in the middle of the parade with me. We can dance with the other 15 or 18 de Jenerians on the float. Huge, loud, sweaty, hot crowds around us. Lots of music. Loud and fast beats. You can dance in my arms; swing your head back and forth looking up. Hips mo...
Leila was a belly dancer, not of the first water, but a woman who had taken up this particular form of exercise because of boredom. She had grown tired of aerobics, jazz dance, yoga, so why not? It was just another exercise trend to try and ultimately discard when it became too hard. Belly Dance was supposed to fill up those mornings when there was no more...
I couldn't believe it. I was actually backstage at a Britney Spears concert. I could see her on stage from where I stood. She was performing "Boys" with Pharrell Williams. Talk about breath taking. Her body moved with the music as if she were the music. I knew she was going to be a star. I knew from the first time I watched "Hit Me Baby One More Time." And...
Our nights were filled with dancing. Sunset was the time when everyone went back to camp to eat and get ready for the night. The encroaching darkness transformed the flat, dusty desert landscape into a surreal alien world, where art cars suddenly lit up and people became dots of colored lights moving in the vast black. Stars lit up the sky, a shock to this...