"Hi, I am Randy." I am in my fifties and for the longest time I have been wanting to learn piano. But as the Late John Lennen said, "Life it gets between you and what you want to do." Also I was moving around and that can be difficult when you have a lot of money invested in a piano. In my late fourties I decided to get down and serious about piano. I hear...
This story is a 'spin' on one I read quite a while ago, not being able to find it but remembering the plot, I decided to 'Do it my way'. Sorry Frank. ***** Well, it is a Saturday afternoon and I am brushing up on a few songs for later this evening as I play keyboard at a bikers joint. It is a pretty good job and since I also ride I can appreciate seeing ne...
"'Veni, vidi, vici!'" he said to himself. "Shit! I can't believe it!" He shook his head and said again: "Veni, vidi, vici!" And immediately his heart went into his throat because he realized that he was saying it out loud now. He was standing before her, and she was giving him an incredulous look because she knew what he was talking about, having mentioned C...
I had a desire to get back into writing but due to the many rejection notices I received about bad grammar, I had to give this matter more consideration. When I look back I remember thinking,"Damn this English lesson could be used to torture enemy soldiers, and if they did not pass the test, they would be forced to clean the waste out of an atomic powered b...
This is a story about a man who obtained a job maintaining a factory owned by a woman after her husband passed away. The factory produces service entrance equipment or what used to be known as a fuse box. Other products such as sub panels and disconnects for large equipment are also manufactured. I arrived on time for my interview with Irene Harris and s...
Chapter 11: Seeing Red What had I done? I sat in the taxi heading back home with tears running down my face. It was a poor end to what had started as a great evening. I had met Tony a few weeks ago at a conference. He was good company while we waited for one of the boring speeches to start. We exchanged whispers about the quality of the delivery while the...
This story is dedicated to Faye Skylark - the inspiration for my story and a terrific fellow author. Look up her stories. You won't be disappointed. Part 05 (That Looks Nice...) Faye walked through her local shopping mall. As she gazed into the store windows she reflected on the events of the last few days... Her first attempt to get into the porn industr...
I pull into the driveway on my 91 Sporty 1200, having finished a two hundred and fifty-mile ride. I wonder whose car that is as I admire the 89 lincoln town car, black with a white carriage top roof. I am feeling great but have no idea I would be feeling even better. Sitting at the table with Mom is a fine looking woman, probably in her mid-fifties. Just the...
Well I lucked out and the management decided to keep me on as a pianist and I was pleased as it spoke well management to keep a good pianist around I had a gig the next week, same time slot 1 to 4 and I had plans on paying Lois a visit. I liked that she enjoyed sex but I loved her personality as much as her two pair of glasses. I also loved her rubbing h...
Hello, my name is Ron, I grew up with no siblings and a father who was always on the road as a trucker. I was a lone wolf up to the time I entered High School,then I started going out with girls, not that that was any real success. Believe me it wasn't I went out with a few girls in High School but it was not worth the bother, I had nothing in common with a...