The story of how I met Christine still amazes me. Who knew the adventure I'd embark upon when the phone rang that Sunday afternoon? "Is that Mark?" The voice was female, mid-twenties I guessed, but all business. "It is." I kept up the business-like nature of the call. "How can I help you?" "You're in my league at the tennis club. Would you like to play th...
Linda bowed her head in prayer with the rest of the congregation, but her thoughts were on the mysterious "Mr.G" who she was supposed to be escorting today. Following her instructions to the letter she sat on the front pew of the St. Augustine Catholic Church for the 4 pm Mass, which was the last one of the day. The church was huge, very rich and ornate, g...
Chapter 4: Blue Ribbon Time The morning of the Meadowbrook Concours event started cool and damp, but by ten o'clock the sun had burned off the fog and the high summer sky opened wide. It is perhaps one of the top three such events in the world bringing together two hundred or more of the finest classic and special interest cars in the world. You can imagine...
We were in a quiet residential neighborhood and we were parked on the street. Looked to be fairly nice homes. I was led up the walkway for the large house in front of which we had parked. We veered across the drive way and through the side gate. The cool night air kind of felt nice to my exposed skin. As we emerged from the side yard I could see a pool and J...
Ever been in love with the school flirt? It sucks. This story is only partly true, and this is the first part. I intentionally left out character descriptions so you can use your imagination. I really hope it leaves you itching to read more. Please give me feedback, I'm not quite sure how to end it but any comments would be appreciated. * I met Cameron as...
Other guys were more direct than the engineer at the convention, and younger, more suited to her than that late middle-aged guy. Akemi told me about one in his early thirties she met with friends at a bar who said he wanted to "light a bush fire" in her. She said he was just being a man, dumb, and was drunk and handsome, had a lantern chin and confident, p...
In this segment, I’ll be reviewing three of the “Deep Inside” films from VCA Pictures. All of these movies showcase one adult performer and several scenes from her work with VCA Pictures. There are interviews that are all the same questions (“When did you first have sex?” or “Who eats pussy better – men or women?”), and each film ends with a brand new scen...
The day had barely muttered grayly through the closed window, had barely whispered in the tunnel of her pink ear, had only rolled once to stretch its clouded back and try to dim the sun with ash-cover that would deny the hour, when she knew. She guessed by the still of the apartment, by the strength of her own breathing, by the lack of a certain damp warmth...
Friday December 9th 1910 A little after 2pm. Somewhere in Paris I step outside in the alleyway and look up at the dark and cloudy sky letting the now heavy snow hit me in the face like tiny needles confirming my awareness. The wind forming a sideways funnel of snow in the alley feels good. I was burning up in there not so much from the stove but from watc...
It's the center of Middle Age culture and the Renaissance and attracts a large audience from all over the world since most of the masterpieces from these periods are located here. My wife, Doreen, and I have a particular love for any works by Michelangelo and there are more in Florence than anywhere in the world. Our Lufthansa flight arrived in Frankfurt ear...