Ch. 2 (1983-1984) Dealing with loss, poorly, very poorly Several weeks had passed since Randy learned of Carol's passing. He spent his off-duty time drinking. He was managing to keep his drinking from interfering with his duties but his supervisors were more than aware and more than a little concerned. In addition, he was isolating himself more and more. T...
It had been two months since Randy and I brought our baby boy home from the hospital. Although it was a lot of hard work and sleepless nights, we were really enjoying being parents. I was losing my excess weight and my tits were just tremendous from nursing Kenny. Of course, every spare moment Randy and I shared, we made the most of it. I was still a little...
Dark stage as the lights come up to reveal a spacious bathroom in an obviously upscale house. The audience views the entire play from the other side of the vanity mirror. The back of the vanity, a double sink job, faces the audience. There's a toilet stage right, an impressive shower stall with enough room to hold ten people, and a walk-in sauna stage left....
"I wouldn't blame you if you had beaten her a pulp. Teach her a lesson." "Now, Ed. I'm not the sort of guy that uses a woman for a punching bag. I hate bastards like that. But I came close, too close... "The afternoon dragged by. I didn't get a whole lot done, fretting that I somehow had lost her, but how in the hell could I keep her? I'd never find anothe...
Chapter 2: Ripples This will be more enjoyable if read in sequence from the beginning: Neighbors Across the Park. The story involves the spreading ripples from my encounter with Randy. Just before tripping through the gate I whispered to Randy, "Your cock is still my favorite. Goodnight now." I looked into Randy's eyes and winked. My eyes were suddenly dra...
Len and Bo stepped over the railing and joined Pete and L.A. masquerading as "Randy" in her blond wig. Len had his camera and some extra lenses and Bo was carrying a lighting reflector and a small knapsack. Pete had gotten their own camera and was hoping to pick up some pointers on sexy photography from Len as he did this for a living. "Randy baby, you've h...
Randy and I had been playing a lot online but wanted to realize our relationship in real-time. And so it was we agreed to meet face-to-face. Yet every time we would set up an appointment, Randy would cancel last minute. Randy finally admitted, I'm apologizing to you a lot these days. Though we are both switches, I have always considered myself slightly mor...
(This story was created with the help of Randy and his helpful tips on the idea of this story. And thanks to the volunteer editor program and forum, edited by LadyCibelle) * * * * * "The wall on the right is laughing at me." Randy sneered under panting and uneven breath's. "Why?" He questioned angrily. "Because, I said that my balls itch?" Randy twisted...
Chapter 9 It was 6:55 PM and Randy had been parked across from the mayor's house for over an hour, just staring at the house. He couldn't stop the butterflies as he reflected on his unimaginable circumstance. It wasn't the sex that bothered him. That was the easy part. Even if he wasn't really attracted to the women, he was sure he'd be able to satisfy his....
"It wasn't supposed to happen this way," Randall Becker said to himself. Not bothering to put on any clothes, he sat in the big chair, swigging tequila and watching Carrie sleep. Curled up on the couch as she was, with her back to him, she looked amazingly small and fragile. You would never suspect she could rip a guy's guts out. They had just finished fu...