My wife and I have been avid outdoor enthusiasts all of our lives. We spend as much time outdoors as possible, especially in the summer, and as far away from the crowds as we can get with our holiday trailer. As well as the usual hiking, fishing, and nature enjoyment, cooking is among our favourite activities while in the wild (at home as well, when time al...
Chapter Twenty Glade was by far the villager least visibly upset by the discovery that the winter route was blocked. While the chief and his most experienced hunters spent the rest of the day and all the next exploring and evaluating the few limited options available to them, she was preoccupied in checking the health and well-being of the woman and childre...
Kobi was a struggling artist. All she wanted to do was get her art shown at a gallery, but not many people were interested in showing art that was an eclectic fusion of her Chinese and Japanese backgrounds. Lucky for her, she had a good paying job as a hostess at an up and coming fancy restaurant in the heart of the city. The job was almost perfect. It was...
I have not been in the mood to write lately but I have been inundated with emails asking me to continue the Sheik and the Slave story. I do enjoy the romance between Kat and Mohammed and I have missed them. It is to all my fans who have encouraged me to continue to write this story that I dedicate this chapter – I hope you enjoy it. Kat’s hand was bleedin...
In the early spring of 1979, my wife Billie and I had two threesomes with an older gentleman named Ned. We had met him when we stopped at a small desert trading post while we were on one of our trips exploring the southwest desert. When we had first started out on these trips, we had made it a habit at stopping at this lonely out post owned and operated by...
The glare of the desert sun outside the windows was dazzling to the eyes even from within the hotel, and the three of us sitting in the reception area were glad of the relief offered by the hard-working air conditioning. Dave, an American oil company executive in his early forties, was waiting for a Land Rover to pick him up and take him on a two-day inspect...
Antje brushed her flaxen Germanic hair behind her ear and set the f-stop at 16 to counteract the blinding glare of the desert. She squinted, hoping the sun wasn't taking its toll on her delicate skin and deepening the golden dust of freckles that lay across her enchanting nose. She had the full line of Clinique sunblocks and moisturizing emollients to ensure...
The desert was a treacherous place. It would lull the traveller in with the constant, often softly blowing winds, which made it sound as if the sand was constantly trickling all around you. Every dune looked as if an oasis would be right behind it, only to mock you with the cruel realization that all it was ever hiding was more and more sand, forever shiftin...
One fine morning Juan rings the bell to wake me for breakfast. He begins eating and says, "Damn Rosie, you sure had a good idea to move us here. We should move out to the mountains, grow rhubarb and live off the fat of the land." I say, "There you go dreaming again. I don't have a green thumb. And we're too citified to garden. We'd end up panhandling." He...
A little background about myself and my hubby Bill. I'm Lynn and have been married to Bill for 5 years. I am 28 years old, 5' 4", and 115 lbs. I work out a lot and am trim with perky breasts and a tight butt. I did some print modeling when I was younger but now have a successful Corporate career. Bill, my hubby, is 30, 6' tall and slender. He is a Corporat...