This is the account of a young man whom I had the pleasure of knowing. Most of the story is true, though the names have been altered. Anyone living in the Loch Sport area would recognise 'Lennie' and his family, they are great friends and I write this in appreciation of their friendship. Originally posted on Fine Stories
When I find that my boyfriend's roommate is attracted to me, I start to play a game of letting see a little skin to see what he'll do. I pretend to not be aware of what I'm showing him though. The game escalates until I'm no longer in control of the situation. It all happens in their apartment early in the morning over breakfast as my boyfriend sleeps in the next room.
One thing I love about my cousin Kristen - she has lots of boys who love to make her happy - and me as well when I'm with her. Add in a boat out on the lake and you have all the makings of an incredible afternoon of sex!
This is an autobiographical story of a day in my life when so many things changed. The names and a few descriptions were changed to protect those involved, but the story is a true one! Let me know if you enjoyed it.
The messages that I'd written on the backs of innocent photos of my darling daughter were only ever intended to be for my eyes. They'd been written late at night to help release what I knew were my ever-unattainable desires for her. Then one day she found them.
John was a man's man and was soured on romance. Julie was half owner in "Menage A Trois," a sexy woman's boutique. It took corrupt cops, a shooting and a TV reporter to get them together. Oh yes, John got his erect "profile" shown on television. That helped the romance a little.