In my day-to-day life, I am the facilitator in my home. I am the person who makes things happen. I get my child to school. I do the grocery shopping. I plan the vacations, the date nights and the get together with friends. I "Mommy blog" my heart out. I cook the meals, wash the clothes, scoop the dog shit from the yard, paint the fence and build and maintain...
I write stories that are fantasy and some of you might not like the themes, that is fine. Read the story and feel free to comment. Good, bad and even berating comments are appreciated. For those that like the theme and the story I hope you enjoyed yourself reading it. This story is a side story to my other stories. There is no full need to read those but ju...
I had forgotten to close the curtains when I went to bed last. The sunlight woke me from my recurring dream about Lilly. I rubbed my eyes and crawled out of bed for a quick shower. As the water woke me up, I thought about my late arrival home after taking the night train from my summer camp job in Alberta. Even though I was groggy it had been a good choice...
Rainy Day Revelries The rain hit just before noon. A tropical depression was forming to the east of the island, and widely scattered showers were popping off across the area. The forecast was for the depression to strengthen into a tropical storm over the course of a couple of days, but by that time it would be well away from La Playa. In the meantime, the...
I have just finished two long days of wheeling and dealing in Wilmington, Delaware. Before driving home to Philly, I decide to unwind, enjoy a little repast as I wait for the rush hour traffic on 95 to ease. So at 5:45 I enter the Green Room of the Hotel du Pont and am seated in the plush dinning room at a table for two quickly transpose to a table for one....
I am thankful that when God was giving out good looks, I wasn't at the end of the queue! I'm not boasting - I don't need to - I'm just blessed with a good physique. Also, I'm fairly well equipped in the tackle department; eight inches of solid male flesh that, over the years, I've learned to use properly. Just having a big dick isn't enough by itself; to s...
Part 1 -- Idle thoughts Successful, yes, but at what cost? Judith, forty-nine (well fifty really: but not to be admitted for another year or two), sat on the train heading back to her town and her flat, ruminating. She'd finished with the Blackberry, answered the e-mails and was just sitting there thinking, not about work, not about some new plan but about...
Thanks to Angel Love, for her fine editing skills. * "Thanks for the ride," Christopher said, as he passed a $5.00 tip to the Marriott courtesy van driver. "Thank you sir," the driver responded. "Give the front desk a call when you've finished your dinner. Ask them to send Jerry and I'll come pick you up." Christopher thanked Jerry again and climbed out...
My wife's parents were visiting LA from back east. We live in a small one-bedroom apartment in the valley. She wanted them to stay with us but we didn't have room. They got a room in West Hollywood. My wife and her mom had gone shopping for the day. I was supposed to be at work but at the last moment I decided to take the day off. Since the girls were out, I...
A thousand thanks to Bob in Illinois for his silent contributions. FOREWORD The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery and growth involving a small group of people. By clicking on a blue Wm_Sexspear, you'll be taken to my Profile; at the bottom of the page you'll find a list of all the curren...