Bernice was willing to indulge her husband, as it was a naughty fantasy of hers too. She took off her coat and threw it into the car, together with the keys. Unable to get back into the car, now meant it was impossible to back out of the game. This gave her an added thrill. She was committed to walking across the park, to meet her husband. She was dressed i...
Zake is at another union meeting and I am home along again. He spends more time at that damn meeting than he does with me. Today he has a Banquet; and had to leave early on a Saturday morning. And he will not be back until sometimes late Sunday, never the less I have found things to do when he is away. I will go to the park and become one with nature. We l...
Rifts – A Strange New World The Present – Loon Lake State Park, near Cecil, Wisconsin "Thank God, this is the last day of the field expedition," thought Donna, as a she wiped the sweat from her forehead and brushed the straw blonde hair from her eyes. It was a miserably hot summer in northern Wisconsin and tall old growth trees could only do so much. They...
Alex hands Nanci her clothes back as he gets back into the car. Will climbs in and they set off back the way they came, south along the Shaganappi Trail. "Was it everything you wanted?" asks Lisa as Nanci fumbles to put her clothes back on. "I loved it!" replies Nanci. "Although it might be a little weird going into work on Wednesday. Is it worth me asking...
Chapter Three – Trail Drive The vision in front of me continued, as she put her dainty hand out so shake mine. "I'm Roxie Zell." I woke up from whatever trance I'd been in. "A lovely name for a lovely lady. I'm Slade Ransom from Nebraska. If I'd known how beautiful the women were here I expect I would have moved to Colorado much sooner." "My, and ga...
Fiction by Jamie *** All sexual situations depicted in this story involve adults at least 18 years of age. *** In an effort to continue paying for both the Great Society and the Vietnam War on credit the US Government repeatedly devalued the dollar in the early seventies while simultaneously making it impossible for US citizens to exchange script for gol...
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It was when I was wandering around London that I had the idea, or rather I watched someone else's idea being played out. I'd been walking along the South Bank enjoying the sights and the people. The great hulk of HMS Belfast never failed to impress me despite the fact that it was now literally welded to its moorings. I'd dropped south of the river to Borough...
"Please don't wait up for me Richard. I am putting in some overtime and I don't know what time I will be home." It was the fourth time in two weeks that my wife Sharon had worked overtime. I really could not protest because we needed the money. The school where I taught for over ten years had been forced to cut back and I became another victim of the downsi...
Entering the cabin, I called out her name. No answer. The door to her room was open, but she wasn't inside. Just then I heard the shower start, the sound of the water making a soothing swish. After a minute I heard her call my name. "Kenny, is that you?" "Yes, lover, it's me," I said wearily. "Could you do me a favor? Bring me my liquid soap. It's in my...