Waking up sometime later and remembering everything Grandma told me I was still exhausted and overwhelmed as I made my way into shower and dress. I opted for basic day wear clothing donning jeans and a light pink sweatshirt over my matching beige panty and bra, wearing no hosiery or socks as I slid into some straw colored canvas espadrilles giving me a littl...
I was twenty-eight when my Grandma Pearl passed away. I still remember every moment of that call. I knew immediately it was bad news. My great Aunt Mary didn’t make many phone calls. “Emily, are you sitting down?” Aunt Mary said. “I don’t know how to tell you this. It’s your Grandma Pearl. She died today.” I didn’t cry then, or at the funeral, or even in...
An account of the early life when Don got married and lived under Pa and Grandpa's roof. My Baptist Life - Don Brown There was a lot of activity in the Brown homestead in the late 40s early 50s as 3 healthy children were born to Jacob and Janet Brown. I was in the middle so had plenty of female support growing up, sometimes painful but always loving. We...
I have been out of college for almost four years now. After graduating at the top of my class and having saved so much money, I opened up my own computer service business. I did some repairs and installations of new units. My main goal was still teaching. I was afraid to apply in case the solicitation charge showed up again. The summer teaching job I lost du...
As long as I can remember, my parents owned a cabin up in the mountains. It was a nice size cabin but the best part was we had a huge yard, about 25 acres, near the river. As a family, we would spend many weekends camping. I am the oldest child in the family, one sister in the middle, and one brother who is the youngest. We get along most of the time but we...
Chapter 1 It all started when I turned 15. My mom and dad were getting divorced and my grandmother told my mom that I was going with her to camp for my birthday. I didn' t want to go. I didn't want to do anything, least of all spend time with a bunch of screaming girls. Grandma explained that it wasn't that kind of a camp. It was a private camp, for familie...
Based on the Little Rascal's short "Beginner's Luck" * 1. "The muscles on his brawny arms stood out like iron bands." It was Saturday afternoon at the McFarlane home. All around the living room were the female friends of Darlene McFarlane. At 41, Darlene was a very beautiful woman and quite aware of it. Her blonde hair came to her shoulders, framing a fa...
As promised, here is the first installment of Buster's Story. It is nearly 100 years in the past. This is as much a voyage for me as it is for you. I hope you enjoy the story. It is a little slower paced. Let me know what you think. He ran through the woods, not caring that he scared deer or elk out of their daytime hides. He ran for the pure enjoyment o...
Grandma Vicki loved visiting her grandma. Her grandma had lived a full and adventurous life, even been a whore, selling herself on the street, until she learned to make a lot more money, less dangerously, by being a high class escort. She no longer sold herself routinely, being wealthy now, but, when she remembered some of people she fucked, who made love t...
Wearing only her bra and skimpy panties she watches from her upstairs bedroom window as her grandmother struggles unloading her groceries from the back of her car. Grandma opens the hatch and tries to gather all the plastic bags by looping her fingers through the flimsy handles of the bags. Something slips and two cans roll out of the bags onto the driveway....