Some years back, my wife Barbara and I got into the swinging scene. The group and orgy sex set, if you will. Didn't start out that way, but it sure got there mighty quickly. It all started with our first threesome. With our neighbor, a guy I'll call Joe, that Barbara confessed to me one night, kiddingly to be sure, that she had the hots for. Can't say I blame her as Joe was a hunka-dunka, if get me.
And then we went to our first Stroker's Club getogether! Let the hot fun begin!
Libertyville’s Fourth of July picnic is a blur of hot dogs, off-key anthems, and Betsy Reynolds stuffed into a colonial corset she didn’t ask for. But when Johnny “Rocket” Malone—resident firework god and denim-clad flirt—offers her a taste of his potato salad and a whole lot more, things get explosive fast. With sparks flying overhead and limbs tangled in the grass, Betsy discovers that the real fireworks start after dark.
A Tales from an Ex-Brat Story This is not the Fantasy Island of TV fame. There are no vertically challenged characters, or enigmatic gentlemen in white linen suits, although there are planes. This Fantasy Island is merely another excerpt from not so much Tom Brown's Schooldays but rather Jack Green's Fooldays. The events take place after my graduation from RAF Halton, when I joined the Real Air Force in Germany. Nothing was ever the same again; for the RAF, for Germany, but especially for me.
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Revised 12/22, Original was 2/21. An entitled school bully strikes a near-mortal blow, tearing apart a poor Texas family. Archie leaves home to, he thinks, save his family, surviving in the ruins of a formerly prosperous coast. He must find his way back, from pain and fear to a new life with family, friends, and sweet sexy romance.
Ben is in the Opéra Station of the Paris Metro. Odd things ensue. This came to me when I hit the wall on this year's NaNoWriMo effort. At the time it seemed pretty funny. You decide. With apologies to a certain Oxford mathematician and his story about a girl and a rabbit.