The sound of a man in the house again was sweet, and I pretended to sleep just to savor it. Eric had gotten out of bed and padded to the bathroom quietly, trying not to awaken me. Urine splashed into the toilet bowl and he sighed with relief. Mentally, I told my own bladder to hush for now. He left the bathroom and went downstairs. Paniced that he was leavin...
The next morning I woke up startled once again. I was not exactly sure what had awakened me so suddenly, but I reasoned that it had to be yet another bad dream. I was laying on my right side on the sofa couch curled up as I peered outward. The bright morning sunlight was trying to peek through the curtains which I had closed last night. It was my feeble at...
16 Aug 2:07 PM Circe The mood around the farmhouse was somber and I felt like dirt. Lots of people had tried to cheer me up but there I sat on the couch wishing I could undo things and take stuff back. My eyes were puffy from all the crying. The back door slammed and a young soldier clomped into the room and heavily dropped his gear. "Hello ma'am." I lo...
"Pops, you have got to be shitting me," the younger half of the gardening company George Weber and Son exclaimed when he glanced up towards the house they were working on and saw the frail looking silver haired woman in the plain house dress watching the father and son planting bushes near the road. "She looks like Grandma Moses." "Looks are deceiving," Geo...
What was also clear to me know more than ever was just how much I LET her rule my life. Anger, depression and hurt surged through me. I felt as if a knife had been stabbed through my heart all over again. It was time to put an end to this farce. Taking one last look at the pathetic reflection in the mirror, I decided that it was time that I finally did som...
The electronic lock released the door latch with a loud click. Eric smirked and put the rigged key card into the breast pocket of his close-fitting, black jacket. Without the correct access codes the state-of-the-art security system should have barred him from entry; but fortunately for him, the manufacturer did not take the security of its own computer netw...
Methinks I have mentioned from time to time the existence of The Little Sketching Group (LSG). The LSG was formed just after the turn of the century by my photographer friend Harry and consists mostly of older males and a few females, many of whom are customers of Harry's photography business. The LSG was seen to be necessary because though the local Newbury...
A few years ago, I suffered from prostate cancer. The surgery saved my life but killed my sex life. My wife decided she needed an active sex partner and my small cock could no longer satisfy her. After I tried all the known ways to regain my sexual passion, she decided I was no longer the man she married and left me. That destroyed my self-esteem and feeling...
Aaron and Rachel had just turned 18 when the elders of their religious community brought them together and asked if they wanted to be man and wife. They were both part of a very small religious community living in adjoining valleys where everybody made their living based on agriculture. They were part of that great westward move from Philadelphia and New Yor...
Note- Not to be confused with real life, this is a tall tale of fiction with no basis in truth whatsoever. xxx October 31st, 2018. London. Emma Watson wanted sex, badly, and right now. In contrast to her demure manner and pleasant demeanour the young woman was quite voracious for all things of a sexual nature. She had decided on whom the next lucky man wa...