The paddles dipped in and out of the river as Edward and Suzanne drifted up to their usual spot. Every year for their anniversary they came to Traverse City. They made the same canoe trip every summer. It was tradition. They always had the river to themselves. They let the canoe run into the bank and looked at each other knowingly. They had taken advantage...
Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains Chapter two Kay woke up early the next morning and as she worked the sleep out of her mind, she discovered, much to her dismay, that she was feeling a bit edgy. Although she'd have never done so if she'd been fully awake, she grudgingly attributed her condition to being sexually unsatisfied. Her husband...
I dozed fitfully on the 20-hour overnight bus ride home from Vermont to D.C., disturbed by scary dreams I couldn't remember when a bump would jerk me awake, and tears of regret about how I'd let Danny down. Mom picked me up from the bus depot, fed me warm soup and put me to bed, where I stayed pretty well round the clock. She was always my best friend. Pier...
Our next date told the whole story. We were supposed to go somewhere but when I pulled up to her house she was already waiting outside. Lisa had on a medium weight tube top dress that also gathered at the waist and a pair of sandals. As she climbed in my car and kissed me, she then declared that she was incredibly horny. Since it was mid afternoon and her pa...
The day had started off hot and sunny. The fourteen of us had broken camp at eight A.M., and already we had been perspiring as we loaded the canoes with tents, bags, and all the assorted stuff that seven couples carry with them on a week long canoeing expedition. We were on Kootenay Lake in the Selkirk Mountains of British Columbia. My wife and I had been sh...
Reverend Bob hit save on the final draft of this morning's lesson, extended his arms over his head in a combination of victory gesture/long stretch to ease his tired arms. He closed his laptop and smiled contentedly. It was going to be a good day. This morning would be the final lesson in a six part series for new church members. He'd worked hard to convey...
Major Tremaine arrived early at the Indian camp. Langlade was there to meet him. "I see you didn't overload yourself. I'm impressed," he said. The Major nodded. He had not worn his bright scarlet uniform coat. Instead he had on a brown sleeveless waistcoat and his shirt and breeches though white had faded to a light gray. Not something you normally saw a B...
II. The lushness of this spot at this time of summer is my addiction, my fetish. Great rains have driven me from under the camp table tarp to tent. If persistent, to the car. But not this bright and sunny day. Dragonflies arrow towards mating and egg laying. Carp jump randomly out of the Keetawnee. Then splash back with the pride of belly flopping children....
MORE BIG BOOBS, LESS PIZZA Part #2 of four parts. A little reminder. Two pair of full firm boobies, so much alike yet completely different. One set round like soft balls escaping from Dollie's chest, small pale areolas slightly above center, and almost flat nipples the size of pencil erasers. The others shaped more like teepees, puffy chocolate colored ar...
I. I camp yearly on the slow moving Keetawnee River. I expect this excursion would be no different. There is much to unpack but I have a lot of time. It's only me for the next 5 days with no weekend partiers making drunken noises in the middle of the night. No traffic noise, no interruption of my reading, writing and photography. The tent is set up. A low...