It had been on Margot's bucket list to visit every national park in the United States. So far, she had put a substantial dent in the list. Last year, she had visited Yellowstone and hit several other parks on the trip there and back. This year she left her home in Austin, TX, on a two-week adventure. She would head north through Oklahoma, Colorado, and Nebra...
The conference rooms had no windows. A hot pink inflatable palm tree had withered under internal air loss. A green inflatable turtle was flat on the ground. A black boot mark on its back and busted open seam hinted at its fate. Someone had written with pink lip stick on the wall: "Always be closing." The writing was in a cursive tattoo style, where the first...
That weekend, I took Ali to Central Park to meet the photographer. His name was Alexi, and he ran a special-interest website that featured candid "girl on the street" shots of pretty women he found in New York. He had wanted to bump up his traffic and get some real photo galleries, to make his website less hobby-ish. He was a tall, unassuming guy about Ali'...
Later that same day, after she'd spotted the naked man masturbating in the park, Baby sat at her desk staring blankly at the computer screen in front of her. It stared back...finally going to sleep. "Carmelita?" her coworker, Betty said from her own desk, several feet over. "Carmelita!" Baby shook herself back to reality. "What's going on with you?" Bet...
Chapter 4: The Japanese Garden Betty awoke feeling refreshed and smiled as she recalled the acts of piss vandalism she and Kelsey perpetuated earlier that morning. The evidence would be gone by now, but maybe she would walk by the Metro Rail System Authority and take a peek anyway. Today might hold its own opportunities for naughtiness. A few weeks ago, Be...
This past summer we decided to go to Busch Gardens in Tampa one weekend. The girls wore cutoff jean short-shorts and string tank tops. Val wore a light yellow one and Roxanne wore a white one. We had a fun day at the park until about 4pm when a thunderstorm hit. They shut the park down because of the lightening. We were way in the back and had to walk back t...
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...
She walks slowly down the busy sidewalk, head held high, eyes straight ahead. She is walking so slowly, in fact, that the morning commuters rush around her like a swiftly running river sluicing around a large boulder set down by the gods at the dawn of time. No one even glances at her, it's as if she is just a part of the landscape, an obstacle to be avoided...
Preface: Greenfield Park is a beautiful suburban recreation area located less than 15 minutes from downtown. Everything anyone could want is there. A huge municipal swimming pool, water slides, playground, basketball courts, picnic shelters, an 18 hole golf course, bike trails...and walking trails. It's on the walking trails that our story begins. This is t...
GOT CAUGHT"A" Some say if you don't get caught you're not doing it right. With that thought in mind here are a few short stories where we got caught. There are more. Still we never really go into trouble. Often just the opposite. INDIANA-----I'm picking a few Midwestern states where we've played our games. Yes, we got caught playing sex games many times...