Did you ever turn on the news expecting to see something about Egypt or Afghanistan and see a national newscaster talking about your hometown? And not just your hometown but the apartment complex where you lived and the high school where your wife was a teacher! Well that happened to me six months ago when I was on a business trip to San Diego. My name is P...
It's the end of another long but successful night on Carrie Underwood's "Storyteller" tour, and Carrie is rushing off to her hotel room to feed her growing habit. Unlike most of the stops on this tour, Carrie is flying solo, since she had found a babysitter to take her son off her hands, which meant she could spend some time alone and doing things she wante...
(This is the first of several chapters describing a fantasy of mine. The fundamentals are true, the names are changed, but the trip never took place. Enjoy!) * I had been mentoring Colleen professionally for approximately eighteen months when we got sent on a business trip together to Europe for several days. She had already traveled a couple of times on b...
The dorm party was a raging success. So much so we were running shy on everything, including munchies for the stoned. I started collecting money for a food run when Steve pulled me aside. "Don't sweat it, babe, I've got popcorn in my room." "Well let's go," I said, pushing Steve toward the door. Stoned as I was I floated down the hall to...
I had gone over to see Red and got conned into not only staying for dinner but helping her out with some things around the house. She and her housemate of the moment, Troy, were busy clearing some heavy brush up, back against the backyard fence. I was responsible for the lemonade and the hefty bags. Which was a good thing because I was not in the mood for he...
The hotel was small, in an older part of town. Dex had it on good authority it was a nice place but he was skeptical as he passed the old used car dealers and pawn shops. Sitting at the light, the restaurant looked nice. He pulled through the drive, parked, and went to check in. The medium brown stucco on the outside was no indication; everything here was me...
(Authoress's note: of course all disclaimers are still in place regarding characters etc. This particular episode is very XXX with pee scenes etc. However, I do know many parts of my stories will not appeal to all of you. I only wish there is enough to make each of you happy. To those who have given me constructive criticisms as well as those with praise tha...
IV. Let's Get High The first week back at school was finally over. It was a balmy Friday night. Storm clouds hung low and threatening, and the humidity was thick in the air. Kitty and Brad were at a barbeque/day long house party on the other side of campus with the soccer team. After they had dinner, Adam told Lauren he needed to go back to the library to g...
Stoned In Texas, Part 2, Tawnees Story (warning--this story is a sequel to Stoned In Texas-- you will likely enjoy this story more if you read that story first--I have also written another, related story called Stoned In Texas, an Interlude, wherein the action of the story actually takes place in California) Internet sensation TAWNEE STONE was on the phone...
Dinner was an experience in itself. Neither Hank or Lana had tasted Mediterranean food before. We had Humus and Pita bread for an appetizer. Tabbouleh salad, Beef and veggie kabobs and Baklava for desert. It was an explosion of tastes and textures. Mickie couldn't hide her smile as we ate. Hank and Lana seemed delighted with the food and each other. I could...