I feel I should point out a very important fact at the beginning of this light hearted article... Not everybody wants to have sex outside of the bedroom! Some folk actually prefer it on a bed. Yes, a nice normal bed. They might actually even leave the lights on from time to time. However, if it was suggested that they have sex (gasp) somewhere different,...
Chapter 5 Roberta's training starts "She's planning something I just know it. Every time we're alone Sandy's on that computer, until he comes in, then she switches the screen to the business accounts. If he gets close she asks him some mundane question which he runs from. He hates to even look at the accounts let alone check up on her," Melanie explained....
...geography, philosophy, history, nothing social anthropology a lot of nothing... - Tuli kupferburg ***** A LOT OF NOTHING Christmas Eve. I took the ferry over to the French Quarter. I just wanted to experience the Vieux Carré when it's quiet. Didn't see how it could be much quieter than Christmas Eve. A stiff wind blowing down Royal Street makes it...
Jersey Central Railroad Station, Jersey City, New Jersey, 9:55 Am. on Friday, the 26th of August 1947: My family and I had arrived at the station on the Leigh Valley's last morning commuter at 8:59 Am., riding from South Plainfield. I'm Josef von Franz, nineteen years old, graduated Summa cum Laude from Bound Brook High School and an All State Football Runn...
Lakeside was a hive of activity as alterations were made, signs were written and preparations underway for the 'Nostalgia' evening. Gerald advised and helped too. I hadn't ever seen such enthusiasm in his demeanour and he started earlier and worked even later than he normally did. Our younger friends came during the week, as they took their summer holidays...
A lazy sunny Sunday in July, out in the beyond, the middle of nowhere, the middle of Iowa actually. Peggy Sanford and I saw a tumbled down house, a wood frame ruin flaunting its lack of paint, filled with shattered windows and fronted by a seriously sagging, broken down porch. Abandoned, surrounded by out of control weeds, large bald spots of ground surround...
Roger felt harried he had been directed to phone Octavian and meet with him. Georgina would have accompanied him but she had morning tea at 11.00am. The quality and quantity of his briefing left no doubt that, on his return, his report to his beloved, should contain the statement - Reggie is fully exonerated of any suspicion. "Are you OK, Roger you look a l...
When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table... Dusk was dawning on glass panes of his window, smoke rubbing its muzzle, peeping from outside , streets following like tedious argument, ...every evening, it reminded him of Prufrock's love poem, more than 12 years has gone, him occupying this cabin, but today was to b...
"Let me see those glutes!" Talia continued. Her black hair and eyes commanded an embarrassing amount of authority. She was a Mediterranean beauty with perfect, healthy proportions. Alex bit her lip in anxious silence as the woman once again began touching her husband. The perfect woman pushed her breasts against her husbands back, her hands and hips against...
The morning dew rested on everything outside the kitchen window. The morning's moistness covered the front lawn and everything within eyeshot of the window. The rain the night before had caused an eerie mist to come and blanket the whole of outdoors making visibility low from every window in the house. Annette had peaked out of the living room window to se...