Why would I write about a hair restoration product? I wouldn't. There was a sport called "rogaine" or "rogaining" forty one years before the prescription drug came on the market in 1988. To paraphrase Wikipedia, "rogaining" is an orienteering sport of long distance cross-country navigation, involving both route planning and navigation between checkpoints...
"Casandra O'Reilly to the principal's office" The sound of my name on the loud speaker jogged me from my daydream as I walked down the hall of my high school. I turned around to head for the principal's office. Why would he need to see me? I was a straight A student, never tardy, rarely absent. He must want me to volunteer for something, I thought as I ente...
From the moment I met my friend's girlfriend, I knew she was cut from a different mold. She seemed unlike any other female I'd ever crossed paths with. She seemed like a wholesome respectful young woman on the outside. A typical "girl next door" vibe about her, but if looked upon close enough, a critical eye could see she was a little more deviant and mischi...
"You wanted to see me, Mr. Hamilton," said Cassie, walking into the classroom after the final bell. "Yes," Mr. Hamilton replied, looking up from his desk and setting down his pen. "Close the door." Cassie closed the door to the principal's office and walked to the chair across from Mr. Hamilton at his desk. Mr. Hamilton stared at her in her white button do...
"Fuck me!' The words escaped her quivering lips softly as I stood up licking my lips and inhaling her sweet pussy juices. My chin was drenched and my moustache dripped with her orgasmic flood that I had just swallowed while quenching my lusty cheating appetite for afternoon pussy. Her tummy muscles were still twitching lightly as the last of her orgasm wa...
I have enjoyed discreetly and sometimes indiscreetly observing women on beaches for as long as I can remember. This, I suppose, makes me a voyeur. I also enjoy exhibitionism, but that is another story. I am not the kind of voyeur who spies on women. That's why the beach is my favoured place for voyeuristic encounters. I like the woman who is the object of my...
I was very pleased with myself as I drove from the Long Term Parking Garage at the airport and headed home. I was two days early. I had tried to let Grace, my wife, know but the phone was busy every time I tried to call. She must have been on-line. She spent a lot of time on the computer. I tried to reach her on the cell phone again and again as I made the...
It started out innocently enough. Carolyn and I had been married for just a little over seven years and while we were happy together the bloom had left the rose as far as sex was concerned. I didn't understand it. Carolyn was beautiful, sexy and a fun person to be around, but the passion, the pure lust we had experienced in the beginning was gone. At first...
I'm known by all my friends as a giver. Yeah, I'd give the shirt off my back for a friend, maybe even a stranger. I'm a soft touch. Rescue animals, damsels in distress, you know the type. So when my buddy Jeremy called on Friday night and said he was in a pinch and needed an extra driver for his fledgling limo business, he knew that I wouldn't say no, even i...
Joe is returning from a tour in Afghanistan. He was wounded when an IED went off under his hummer. He was lucky. It malfunctioned and the blast only messed up his knee. With a few months of rehab it will be as good as new. He looks out the window and watches the landscape moving under the plane. I'll be home soon to the love of my life. God, I miss her. She...