*****Hello dear reader(s). This is the start of a new story arc that I hope you will enjoy. We continue to follow our frosty and frivolous lovers as they enjoy the benefits of their relationship (each other) while also broadening the scope and dipping into the lives of others, seeing how their day is going In This Country. =) Don't forget to comment your tho...
OUR FIRST MOTORCYCLE CAMPING TRIP. We lived South of Peoria, Illinois, along the Illinois River. About 75 miles North is a State Park we enjoyed hiking in, Starved Rock State Park, named for when Indians were trapped and starved on the flat rock outcropping, forced to jump to their death on the rocks beside the river. Could be why Indians hated the white m...
it's not a new sensation for her. Lately her husband has been working every possible hour nights to earn more money. To get ahead. What this means to her is that he is gone off to work by the time she gets home with only a curt text message saying he let the dogs out. But lately, this being alone has turned into a jagged stone in her belly, a sandbag in he...
Nearly twenty years had passed since the end of the Long War. Nearly twenty years since the end of a conflict that ravaged the entire known world down to fractions of what it once was. Nearly twenty years since the changes it thrust upon the survivors took hold in their societies. Nearly twenty years since the High King of Avalon fell in the last battle of t...
Paul's kayak, slid down the slow brown river. He was well into the holiday, to kayak the length of the river. It had long ceased to be the lively stream leaping in stony river beds, that it had been near its source, and now it crawled across flat sparsely populated fenlands, Slow and lazy between high reeded banks, on a long sinuous progression to the sea T...
The river runs strong and free, carving out rock and the very earth, forever shaping the land. The surface broke, and the king of the river rose with a mighty splash to greet the humanoid figure that was approaching the river. 'Welcome, boy,' Achelous said, and as he laughed the stream joined in with him. 'Another one of love's fools. Come to reclaim your...
Rita and I enjoyed a shower together with her promising me the works as soon as the salon chair, which was being delivered today, was installed and functional. I dressed in cut-offs and a bright flowered sport shirt and sneakers. Camille and I were going out on the river in the boat to see the new property and I was eager to get started. I found Camille and...
I need to start this story by saying that I am no one's idea of an outdoorsman. I hate hiking and I have no interest in bike trails or bird watching. My idea of roughing it is when my TV is broken. I have only one exception to this rule. Fishing. I love fishing. I can stand with a pole in my hand for hours. On a bank, in a boat, it doesn't matter. I just lo...
River Boat: Day 2 (Turtle Cove) (This story was written by Annora and My Erotic Tail in (SRP) Thanks Annora~) (Edited by LadyShianne...Thanks S~) The sound of Abby in the kitchen woke Sam from his slumber. Slowly he arose and made ready the "Cherry" for its daily voyage. The two of them exchanged "Good mornings," as Sam got the boat under way and Abby star...
I was ready, but I took one more walk for mental inventor before locking the door behind me and setting off to meet you. As I pulled in beside your truck I couldn't help the smile that wouldn't go. We unloaded the kayaks together, silently working in sync. I volunteered to haul the mule and you launched me into the water as smooth as butter. I waited and...