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"So, just as a hypothetical thing, just how much trouble would someone get into if someone, say me as the someone, was to make a pass at you at a time like this?" "Trouble? What do you mean Al?" Sharon asked, "Men make passes at women all the time, and for the most part we like it. You only get in trouble if you were to be pushy about it if I said no, assum...
I pull in to the parking lot of the hotel, in town again for a conference. The place is familiar, well-known to me and comforting. My life has been so prosaic – I've been in a rut that feels as deep as a canyon. I feel as if I could die from ennui. I'm resigned to attending the conference, but can't help feel a slight breeze of optimism; with this welcome br...
It seemed to be the routine that after something happened between Adam and I, he seemed to avoid me for a while. I'm not saying that I was disappointed about it as I always, without fail, went through an internal turmoil about my actions. At least I held myself accountable for some of it and didn't blame it entirely on them. And through all that was happeni...
"I'm behaving like a teenager." Elvi was irritated by her own behavior but she was so nervous, she couldn't help herself. He was coming, today, here. Nerves threatened to tie her stomach in a knot and almost desperately she tried to think of something to distract herself. There was nothing to take her mind off things though. The first time he had mentioned...
I could remember only a little of my death. It was dark, I was carrying a flashlight, then I was on the ground holding my hand to my stomach feeling my intestines slip through my fingers. The flashlight had rolled away and I was left in complete darkness. But my vision had gone completely red anyway. That was all. I couldn't even remember the pain, althoug...
My wife and I have been married for almost two decades and have been swinging for most of them. We used to get each other hot by reading Penthouse letters to each other. In our first home together, Stacey would often lay out with a friend while I was at work and they would also read these stories to each other. Fiction led to reality and we eventually had ou...
I like to think sexnovella for my editing. 32. Got to turn off, as I roll over to my phone, reach for my phone, must...turn...off, finally, thank God, quiet. I sit up on the side of my bed, and gather my thoughts before I get up. I get up, throw on a shirt, grab a couple dollars and head for the vending machine again for another expensive bottle of water....
In case you did not read the first two chapters in The Barcelona Series you should know that on a business recent trip to Barcelona I met a lovely married woman named Irene. She was visiting the spa at the hotel where I was staying overlooking the Mediterranean Sea just outside Barcelona. Her husband of 13 years had given her the spa treatment (massage and m...
Hello again, At last there is some peace and quiet after a busy spell of ups and downs and time to do a little more writing. As I mentioned to several people who emailed me, I thought that some readers might be interested to hear about encounters with couples, of which there have only been a few. (From what I read on various blogs, a number of escorts are r...