I was just sitting back after lighting the fire as Karyn walked into the den with a drink in either hand. She had a glass of white for herself and a glass of scotch and soda for me. Karyn stooped down to hand me my drink, and I could see the fire light reflecting off of her warm brown eyes. We had just gotten home from a formal dinner given by her company an...
Retirement Community Part 9 Just a quiet day reflecting and visiting with friends. -Joe- It was still too early for lunch so Jack set out for another walk. He enjoyed walking around this center. It reminded him of a park. He found the lookout point he'd used before and settled into a quiet meditation. He sat reflecting on the life he had before moving in...
I traveled to Mumbai when I worked at a large, international bank that was redesigning and re-platforming its online corporate banking offering to meet the offshore development team there, discuss the redesign, their role and to meet the technical leads my team would be working with. I was picked up at the airport in a Mercedes SUV by a so very hot Indian...
The next morning, Josh woke up on the beach. Alex was still there, sleeping, a few feet away from him. Normally affectionate (maybe rather more affection than a cousin ought to be), last night she had kept her distance. Her bikini-top and pirate-jewels sat in a small pile on the sand next to her, and she seemed to be resting peacefully. So, Josh decided to t...
The California sun basking the home in rays of light the front door to professor Lisbeth Duncan's house opened. Hearing the noise of conversation her student Tracy looked out from the openings of the puppy cage. Placed just around the corner from the kitchen in the laundry room of her home it would take but a few steps or so and the group of women would see...
It is fair to say that I could not keep my mind on work the following day. Tasks that would normally have occupied 30 minutes of my time were taking an hour. I could not stop thinking about my meeting with Meilin, scheduled for the following day. (See The Meilin Massacre. Part 1) Part of me was on the edge of my seat with anticipation and there were times w...
I was in London for two weeks on business and had dinner with an old friend, Philip, who now owned a very successful agency and had bought and restored a Riad in the center of Marrakesh, Morocco as a weekend home. He was good friends with the king of Morocco. He invited me to stay for a week after my business trip was over. His assistant booked the flights....
Welcome to one of my stories! My ex-girlfriend said I should share some of these crazy stories with the world. At the time, I never bothered but now with the pandemic I have a lot more time on my hands, so...enjoy! I have changed the names to protect everyones privacy, but the rest of the story is 90% true and 10% filling in the blanks of minor details that...
The campus still empty for holiday Tracy his backpack replaced with a catch-all purse walked across the quad gripping the strap looking to kill some time reading before returning to home and Mistress Lisbeth. Spotting the couch in the near empty coffee house he planted down in the middle of it ready to open his book of Shakespeare's 'the Tempest'. Nervous...
Eve and I had been invited to the Christmas party a group of us hold every year. It is a festive event, attended by a couple dozen people in one of the more expansive homes in our neighborhood. Eve, now that we are retired, spends most of her time in jeans and t shirts, maybe a sweatshirt in the cooler part of the year, cutoffs when it's really hot. We rarel...