The sun was bright in the cloudless sky, a cool breeze came off the small lake where I had decided to hang out for a few days. Long days of riding cross country had me worn, and a couple of nights of sitting still would do my mind good, too. The air felt good on my naked body. I had stripped off my heavy leather jacket and pants to skinny dip in the seclud...
This game began mid August 1981. We kept in touch with Dave and Sandy, the young couple in their thirties, by phone and by mail. I'd written them telling about how much fun the two older couples had been at the pizza bar. Dave was disappointed that he and Sandy missed that pizza party. We'd try a group pizza tit flash again. We decided it would be fun to h...
It started as a tension-reducing fantasy. Whenever work or the aggravations of city life started to get to me, I'd let my thoughts take me there. My 'fantasy flights' became more frequent. Far from being an outdoorsman, I needed to convince myself that I could do it. Standing on the lakeshore watching my outfitter's seaplane fade into the clear blue sky, I...
Dear Dirty Diary, I tried to relax but every thought led back to my ongoing string of bad luck. I thought back and brooded yet again over the theft of my car and the loss of my laptop computer. I got the car back after a week or so but the computer, with my shameful little diary in it was nowhere to be found. Then three weeks later, after the insurance clai...
Carina had a broad face with a pleasant smile. I noticed her name stenciled on the front of her T-shirt. She probably had Scandinavian grandparents with her blond hair and full breasts. She would have looked good in a dress that showed cleavage, but she also had the muscle to portage a canoe. I wouldn't have been daydreaming about her if my former girlfrien...
I love the feeling that I get as the sleek canoe glides over the glistening surface. The hiss of the bow, as it slices through the water, forcing it aside with each powerful stroke of the paddle. I love that incredible feeling that I get of being in complete control. I alone determine where it takes me. The solitude and silence of the early morning air combi...
By the time Ayres got Jeffrey back to camp, the Major had recovered from the shock of being hit. As he dismounted, he shook his head and cleared the cobwebs. "Are you sure that you are alright, sir." Ayres asked. "That was a nasty one." "Yes, Ayres, I'm alright," Jeffrey replied. "And thank you, Corporal. I won't forget this." "Just doing what was right,...
The Hunters wove through the settlement, reminding everyone about the upcoming expedition to the lake. Though small parties traveled there frequently, catching what they could for personal use, the Wolf Clan's annual fish "hunt" consistently drew nearly all of the Camp's residents. Even with the great amount of work it demanded -- catching, cleaning, prepar...
Dear Readers, This is a continuation of the first chapter of the story by the same name. I suggest reading that one first to get a better context for this one. Please feel free to comment, rate and favourite if you enjoy this story. Any feedback is good feedback. Once again this story is for my beautiful lover who I miss dearly being so far apart from her....
I trembled as the sound of footsteps, soft, padding footsteps, came to my ears. Were they coming back, the ones who had left me tied to this tree? Or was some new anomaly coming to take its toll upon me? Surely anything that lived in this strange forest, with its massive trees and luminescent foliage, could prove a viable threat at any given time. Even more...