The farm was aptly named Cheyenne Villa because Indians lived there before the settlers. Bobbie found lots of nice second hand furniture cheap and new linens and curtains. I picked up the old Chevy from Pete's garage and body shop so Bobbie would have a car. The barn was spacious with a huge loft and stables for two horses but no electricity. Fortunately I...
Hi, folks. Sue here again with Yvonne at the keyboard; my open ghost writer. A couple of statements in Yvonne's first submission, 'Yvonne's Sexy Dinner' raised some questions. Near the beginning of part two, I told Yvonne, "what we'd done tonight, wearing just the stockings, jewelry, etc. was what we call Formal Nudity." Later, after we'd taken all of her r...
This is a follow up to HEY PAPPY, when that story ended I was widowed by my second wife. My first wife had left me and returned after I had remarried. Both wives became the other's best friend. I was seriously dating another woman and my first had found a man who interested her too. I will try to make this stand alone, but if you have not read Hey Pappy i...
This story involves non-traditional sex between people who are not married. If this topic offends you, please don't torture yourself by reading something that you may find offensive. * I often wonder how my sexual preferences evolved to what they are today, but on reflection some of these experiences may have been a precursor if not a determinant. I had...
Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is not...
Friends with benefits is kind of a cool, detached term. When we talk about friends with benefits we're thinking of "Sex in the City" with hip and beautiful career women in a trendy and slick metropolis who don't need men for anything but sex. They're self contained and self absorbed and they need each other more than they'll ever need any man. Their friends...
I may be repeating but it's better told often than not told at all. Some of the expert writers here, those who should know, discouraged me writing our true stories. They think fiction will sell or true stories will only make it with fiction added. I'm not here to sell anything. I am here to share our many true life adventures saved as small notes and late...
"The early years." The stories you are about to read are true, believe it or not! First how do I do this. Actually this is just a long version of a diary. I love to add notes. Notes help the reader to understand what's about to happen and in our case they try to make it clear how I can remember details from 55 years ago. I'll admit I guessed about the di...
Following a candidate for President of the United States for the thirteen months as a freelance writer had proven to be a roller coaster ride of fast ups, fast downs, curves when you were not quite ready and, mostly, a renewed belief in the motto, “Expect the unexpected.” Gennifer Flowers focused the media mindset on sex almost from the start, and my being...
As Flora and I entered her "village", it grew larger in appearance, the depth of its interior making it clear that the lack of tall buildings hid the true extent and size of this thriving community of river dwellers. I saw tribesmen, their wives, and children everywhere, with the women unabashedly engaged in breastfeeding and other important pursuits. Modest...