Auto-biographical account (i.e. true-story) of a childhood fling with a Strawberry Blonde. There's only one small hitch: She was 17 and her father, unbeknownst to me, was the town Sheriff. Like Fear Factor, only a wee bit more Erotic.
et La Danse de Deux a un Dulcimer, Danse de Seduction: the story of two women who became dance partners, lovers and the darlings of underground theatre. Their erotic choreography was as hot as their romance was. The fire of their passion was reflected in their art.
My new boyfriend Michael confused me sometimes. There were days when he could be the most wonderful guy in the world and yet on others, he could be a total jerk. You'll never guess what he was asked me to do for some friends. I'll let you decide if he was being naughty or nice this day.
As much as I loved living on my own, financially I was no longer able to swing it after I quit my escorting job to be a Christian school teacher. It was obvious that my parents weren't too upset about it, especially considering how I was welcomed home!
Well, at least I was for one afternoon. I've found that most husbands, if pushed hard enough, will admit that they have at least THOUGHT about having sex with their daughter (it doesn't seem to matter how old they are either - father OR daughter). Now while probably more than 99.9% of fathers would never actually DO any of the things they secretly fantasize about doing with their daughters, there is always that one...
This tale is based on a time in 1969, when I hitch-hiked from Sydney to Perth, some 2,500 miles (4,000+ km). This, in the middle of a very hot Australian summer. The main road, a lot of it unsealed at that time, runs across the Nullarbor Plain, a desolate land inhabited mainly by kangaroos, with a few small settlements along the way. I must have been mad, but I did actually complete the journey, taking only 3-and-a-half days. The latter part of the story is fiction, but the majority was true.