"Jessica... so good to see you again." Harry took her hand and helped her out of the car, leaning down to press a warm kiss to her cheek. He inhaled her sweet fragrance, lilies of the valley. His wife had planted them all around the foundation of their house when they married. Elise was gone but the flowers continued to bloom every year, just when it was tim...
I arrived at the Free Press, self-proclaimed New York Times of the Bayou, during the oil boom of the '70s when cash was abundant and apartments not so much. Rents, of course, were unaffordable. Jean-Paul Gelpi came to my rescue with a two-room garage apartment next to his two-room garage apartment atop George Lasseigne's 356 Porsche Speedster – the whole gar...
{I have to concede I am getting long in the tooth here, so lately I have been writing about incidents in the past. Now don't get me wrong, at 74, I am still good for once a week with my rather wonderful and naughty wife Debra. She is a Physician, and she sure does keep this old man's life interesting. But the three to four times a week stuff is now mostly...
Molly was not the innocent little thing this guy thought she was. She knew she had to stop playing shy at the start, she was giving the wrong impression. She had come across this before. Guys her age were never prepared for her. She had a tendency to scare them off. This guy was older though; he might be up for something more adventurous. She was a little d...
The following Saturday in Santa Barbara eight couples were sharing a big house in the hills for a long weekend. Among them were Alice and Gabe. Curt and his girlfriend, Bobili, were there too. Bobili had to be the most exotic creature most of these people had ever seen. She was Eurasian. Tall and thin like her Australian father, she had red highlights in h...
I never thought I'd be one to spill my secrets over the internet, but here we are. My name is Anita, and I would say I was quite a shy girl growing up. Over the last couple of years that's changed somewhat and I've found that I have something I wasn't aware of... a naughty side. A certain fire that seems to become ignited by showing off in public. I admit it...
This story doesn't fit very well in this category, but I don't know where else to put it. Suggestions are welcome. ***** Contents The Phone Call The Meeting The Visit Dancing The Negotiation ***** The Phone Call "Hello. This is Jim Grinsted, returning your call. I'm a business broker. That means I sell businesses on commission in the same...
This story starts out slow, but hopefully you will enjoy how it progresses. I pray you don't get bored before the real excitement begins. ***** Eric had dropped out of school a month ago. At 20, he felt like he had wasted the last few years of his life. He wasn't well built enough that girls would swoon over him, or smart enough that they would ask him to...
Julie sat on the soft chair in the reception area and flicked casually through the magazine. It was a generic women's magazine and held no real interest to her critical eye, though she did enjoy the various pictures of famous actresses and singers who were perceived as "hot". They didn't impress her; they didn't even know what "hot" was. Now someone with the...
You may have noticed that there are a few places around your house where dust gathers and gets overlooked by the person (i.e., wife/girlfriend) who normally does the dusting. Examples include places like high shelves, behind the TV screen, fragile antiques, the lower rungs of chairs and windows. I know a lot about window dust since I run the window replaceme...