11 days to paradise Saturday. Paradise was getting closer. My tan was getting darker. And I was getting worn out. Between my every-other-day-orgies at the tanning salon, my wife's growing sexual appetite (which happened before every trip) and trying to get an extra week's worth of work completed before my vacation, my body and mind were having a difficult t...
Authors Note: I was flying somewhere recently and the thought struck me that the way all these airport security checks are going, soon we'll all be stripping naked to get on planes. Well, that led to other thoughts which led to this bit of satire. Kelly stood in the airport security line, fidgeting. She didn't mind flying, but she hadn't done it in years...
I rarely go anywhere. I think I've been on a plane no more then six times in my life. I just recently flew from Ottawa to Toronto. I truly believe that I broke all the rules in regards to having a smooth trip. I hope that no one follows this example. This is a warning to others on how not to travel. Arriving at the Airport When they say to be at the airpor...
It started innocently, I'm sure. I was standing at the boring café's counter, waiting for tea and a price, minding my own business. I guess I attract these kinds of people. I stand out, with the lavender dyed hair tied back in a tight bun. Or maybe it was the leather knee highs in the business woman's attire. Or maybe he just saw my ass. If it was the latter...
With the receptionist finished typing in my info, one of the other women introduces herself and says she's all ready for me. She's wearing the standard black Cosmetologist smock unbuttoned as is the other woman that's apparently there to look on. The Cosmetologist walks me to the edge of the table and tells me to wait there while she steps over to maneuver...
Life in Olympus was beginning to get booooo-ring. I'd had to come here millennia ago, after the mortals stopped believing in the gods. They'd run all my followers off, and while they were loyal, they were too few to keep me around. I couldn't sustain myself on their world anymore. Luckily, Aphrodite offered to shack up...er, I mean, put me up...for a few mil...
Chapter 1. I made the mistake of going to work for life insurance company, a company that expected me to go to the homes of clients to service policies and make sales attempts. I say it was a mistake, but I did enjoy it for a time. I enjoy meeting people, just never got into having to try to sell them something while we were talking. After I had been with...
As I peered through the darkness of the parking lot and towards the bushes where the other white husbands were hiding, my feelings of curiosity grew even more intense. "Richard? Come on already." one of the weaker, white husbands yelled in a heavy whisper. "Yeah. Hurry up." another whispered voice shouted from the darkness. Tentatively, I minced my way...
Okay, the title is a bit of an oxymoron. Flying international is never that easy, as I know. In fact, right now I'm sitting in the terminal of my regional airport waiting to board my delayed flight to Newark Liberty International to then board my flight to France. So I thought, "what the hell – I'll write something." In this little article, I plan to give yo...
Do you know the first time I saw you? It was in my check-out lane at Food World. "Lane 6 is open with no one in line," I had just finished broadcasting over the speaker system, when you came forward and laid your items on the conveyor. Man, you were so beautiful and sexy, with your long wavy red hair that framed your lightly tanned face. Your tank-top and m...