Savannah's Road Trip: Journal V What a total and complete waste of time this trip to Flint, MI had been! Savannah scowled down into her diet cola, watching morosely as the ice melted. The client, after changing his mind about fifty times on the decor he wanted in his private den, had finally decided it was perfect the way it was. A whole week she'd wasted,...
The water came dangerously close to his feet, the last wave had almost kissed the bottom of his boots. He took a few steps towards the safety of upper ground, never taking his eyes off the majesty of it all: the stormy sea, the cold, harsh wind blowing though his hair, the port wall, in the distance, almost being swallowed by the waves. He wrapped himself u...
It was a few years ago now, when you could still stand up in the terraces at football matches and I was about 18 or 19. One day, we were packed into the terraces as usual, watching United in an FA Cup third round tie - United were a small club even then, not First Division, so this was a bit of excitement. I was there with a group of mates and as it was a bi...
Heather was no longer the woman I had just painted the town with. She'd become a creature of unknown origin with instincts unfamiliar and movements I could neither define nor predict. The pretty spray of tiny red hearts I'd idly doodled all over her lightly freckled forearms – in the bar over the course of the long liquor-soaked evening – were now innate m...
We had been flirting with each other the whole time standing in line at the check out of the grocery store. He could have gone to a different line seeing as I had a whole cart of items and he only had an armful of snacks to take with him back to work. Our conversation struck up when he looked down the back of my loose fitting, worn out jogging shirt and comm...
DB, this story always was, and always will be, yours. - VLD "Soon," was all he said. "I'll see you soon." Then he hung up the phone. God, she had come to hate that word. Soon. And she wondered just when exactly "soon" would be. Would she have to wait another hour, or three, or six? He hadn't said. She strolled over to the window of her hotel room and pe...
I recently rejoined a Midwest swinger's site after being off of it for about a year. The first day or so back on I just searched through other member's profiles from my locale seeing what couples and single women were looking to connect with a single male. A unique aspect of this site is that, if you allow it, members can see who is looking at their profile...
Some people may say Indiana is boring, but this was one particular weekend that was far from it. As promised, I had originally gone there to hook up with a guy I had hung out with in Memphis only the week before, and flirted with both on the phone and online prior to that. I won't mention his name here, out of discretion and his privacy, but the Sunday in...
Kara opens the door, stepping inside. The music could be heard from outside the bar, stepping inside it got even louder. She worked her way to the bar, grabbing a Budweiser. Sitting down at the bar, she turns her head and notices this guy staring at her. She smiles at him and turns her head back to her beer. "Hey Kara". She turns her head to see her best fr...
Sally has been the chairman of our local "Walk for Breast Cancer Research" for the last few years. She is prim and proper in public. Her excellent business skills, efficiency and serious nature gets her appointed to run everything she gets involved in. I became enamored with her about four years ago. She was about forty then and separated from her verbally a...