This chapter took a while. I had to do more research than I normally do in order to get the mindset and flavor right for WWI. It was not a pretty war. Although dear readers you won't receive this for a few days, I finished it on Veterans Day. My partner, a Marine (as there is no such thing as an ex-marine), has been very good in helping me work through some...
I looked at her on the other side of the table and realized that she had not changed a bit in the year since I had last seen her. I saw her looking me over and wondered what she was thinking. I had honestly never expected to see her again. I had checked into the motel three hours before and then had gone to the attached restaurant to get a bite to eat. I wa...
The first time Madeleine and I looked at each other's eyes was in the hotel breakfast restaurant in a small Scandinavian town. She gave me a sweet smile, which I remembered the whole day. There was dance in the hotel bar in the evening and I got a happy feeling when I found her there. During our first and only dance I offered her a drink, which she accepted....
To: Kendra From: Adam Subject: Groceries Hi, honey, sorry I left before you got up this morning. I wanted to get to the office, and you were so sound asleep I didn't have the heart to wake you. You said last night you might go to the grocery store today. If you do, would you please pick me up some shaving cream? And I'd really like steak for supper. By t...
Author's Note: I've called the seniors' retirement community in this story simply The Home, a name that I didn't want to use because of its connotations of involuntary confinement of the mentally unfortunate. But I was afraid that if I called it by any appropriate name that might occur to me - The Oaks, Sunshine Acres, Leisure Lodge, etc. - I'd run the risk...
You hate your job. You hate the long hours you have to work. You hate your fat, sweaty, incompetent boss. You hate the work you do and your clients' demands which are equal parts incessant and annoying. You hate that your job pays too well for you to quit. However, despite all the bullshit you put up with, your week is finally over. And working there has pai...
My wife Linda has always been very sexually liberal enjoying pickups for a quick fuck, swinger parties, gangbangs, double and triple penetration. You name it she has done it or soon will. This story begins several months ago when we were landscaping our new home in the Fresno. Originally I was planning to do it all by myself but soon discovered the work was...
For the next two years Kirby and I kept up our off again on again relationship. Sometimes Nick would be home the entire time I was there and Kirby and I wouldn't connect. Somewhere along the way it occurred to me that Kirby and Carol were carbon copies of each other and I began to wonder if Carol was doing it for the same reason Kirby was. I don't mean che...
For some while now my wife and I have been playing out our sexual fantasies when we made love, or just had pure lustful sex. Some times I was the headmaster and she the student teacher, or other times she was the woman in the lingerie shop who called me in off the street to seek my opinion (I always liked that one). More recently my wife started to play the...
Blown to pieces, a war hero returns home for Halloween. It was a Tuesday, just after 9am, when Brad heard about the plane crashing in the Twin Towers. He didn't have a first class until later and he was still in bed. His dormitory at Boston College was alive with people congregating in the corridors and in one another's rooms and they had already burst in h...