MORE BIG BOOBS, LESS PIZZA Part #2 of four parts. A little reminder. Two pair of full firm boobies, so much alike yet completely different. One set round like soft balls escaping from Dollie's chest, small pale areolas slightly above center, and almost flat nipples the size of pencil erasers. The others shaped more like teepees, puffy chocolate colored ar...
A young, 21 year old athlete signs up cougars on the prowl. The New Year is around the corner and the fitness craze is about to begin. Long gone are the slow November days where no one signs up for gym memberships; the rush is on to get healthy in the New Year. Mike is a young, former high school football varsity player. He is 6 foot tall and a muscular 1...
Like maggots out of meat, learned armchair critics and even the occasional academic come out of pandiculation. Instead of going for a run to reduce spreading tummy fat and release flatulence their eyes burn with loathing and they belt out a curt message to me. Usually the message is signed 'Anonymous USA', 'Knut in Oslo' or simply 'Anonymous' who in reality...
Dear Readers, this is the final installment of The New Neighborhood. Again, this is a romp into a fantasy land that many would enjoy. I now introduce Jim, Saul, Barb, and Vicki to everyone. Their relationship dynamics were the most unique of all. ***** By the time we had arrived at Gene and Pam's house for Saturday omelets and fruit, our four other quad...
Part 8 - Eulogy This is a sequential story you will need to read the previous Parts before this Part will make sense. I broke this story up into Parts to accommodate L's request to make into parts. This is my very first story I've ever written. I'm an Engineer so I tend to be techno/detailed, hope it does not distract from the story too much. Some of the...
I'm not sure why Max chose me for Project Horatio. I was a city boy. My experience up until that point was all about urban renewal projects. My idea of water was the Thames. 'Are you sure that you want me to lead this?' I asked Max. 'Just think of it as Saint Katherine or Canary Wharf, but with the other side of the river being the coast of France,' Max sai...
I grew up white trash in a small town out in the middle of nowhere. I hung out with all the wrong kids at school. I was in trouble often and just did enough to pass my classes. All the teachers, guidance counselor and principal at school told me I was smart and wasting all of my potential. After graduation I continued working at the local Walmart. I had sta...
You are warned that some people will find that the sex in the story below shocks them. IF IN DOUBT OR UNDER 18, READ SOMETHING ELSE. This story contains no reference to real events or to real people This story may be reproduced in any form provided credit is given to Penelope Caesar. * * * * * The sergeant from the town police had hair that was more si...
So there you are guys, climbing through your fifties. Every time you go to the garden center, that great little market with the fantastic meat and produce, the home improvement center, your favorite wine store, your fitness club, around the neighborhood or even, heaven forbid, the mall, you see them. Attractive, often surprisingly friendly young women---youn...
*Author's note: I work around a lot of retired Navy and Marine Corps F-18 pilots, and this story is based on something a retired colonel recently told me. He has a retired Marine friend who lives on Fleming Island in Florida who took a job as a teacher's aide several years ago. He didn't end up marrying her, but she did have serious mobility issues caused by...