Karl Erickson was an old widower, quietly living out his days. Then, something amazing, something wonderful, happened to him. But coping with change -- even amazing, wonderful change -- is never a simple matter.
A Take Me Out to the Ballgame Story (12) Travis Horton could see for himself that the girl was sexy, vivacious, and very tall. But was she the kind of girl he could look up to?
It was a serious scientific inquiry into sexual mores in the 21st Century. All anonymous and private. It wasn't phone sex. At least, it never had been, before.
A Tale of Misspent Youth (6) Just another Friday night at my part-time job. My hot girlfriend wouldn't be stopping by. She was a cheerleader and there was a game at our school. I'd be getting off work too late to attend. A quiet night at home ahead for me. But sometimes, you just get lucky.
A Take Me Out to the Ballgame Story (1) Strokers beware: This story is practically a sex-free zone. It could have been written by Nicholas Sparks. Maybe it was. It's all romance, mixed up with a little baseball. Consider yourselves warned.
A Take Me Out to the Ballgame Story (16) Arlie Stone, a forty-seven year old widower with two kids at home, didn't see himself as a candidate for romance. All he wanted was a mature, reliable nanny to care for his children. While Susan Munger seemed reliable, she was barely twenty-five years old. Their association would change her life -- and Arlie's too.
The first time I'd seen her, she was a beautiful newborn babe. Now, twenty-one years later, she was just a beautiful babe. Her mama, though, hadn't changed all that much.
