It’d been about a month and a half since I first met up with Mica and Lisa. We all had such a great time the first meet up that we’d continued to see each other each week. They’d pick me up, take me back to their apartment, and we’d have sex on and off all…
As I sat on the couch, my eyes wandered to the door as I heard the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs. I was surprised to see Jackie’s smiling face peeking through the glass, and I quickly unlocked the door to let her in. “What are you doing here?” I asked her, feeling a…
Kelli wasn’t the prettiest girl I knew, but she was certainly one of them. And to my way of thinking, she was the ultimate Girl Next Door – and I’m sure you would have agreed, if you happened to be, like me, an athletic, fun-loving fourteen-year-old boy. She was a year younger than me; we…
The morning sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted the joy and contentment that filled our home. JJ had just finished making lunch for our family in the kitchen, the aroma of grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup wafting through the air, making everyone’s stomach growl with anticipation. “I’m starving!” Sam exclaimed, running into the kitchen,…
We had been living in our beach house on the Atlantic coast for a few weeks, enjoying the renovation process and getting to know our neighbors. It was a pleasant, laid-back community, and we had been looking forward to spending more time there. Our neighbors, Sid and Lynn Dixon, were particularly friendly and helpful, often…
Violet and I had finally arrived back home in San Diego after an unforgettable week in Cancun. As I loaded the last of our bags into the shuttle headed to the airport, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness. Our fantastic week had come to an end, and it was time to say…
Cindy’s voice filled my earpiece, and I couldn’t help but smile as I thought about seeing her again. “Hi Jeff! It’s so nice to hear your voice. Whatcha doin’?” she asked, her tone playful. “Cindy! It’s so nice to hear your voice too. I’m bored to death at work,” I replied, trying to sound professional…
The ferry ride to Rye Beach Playland Park was a memorable experience, especially for a group of seniors from Brooklyn. It was an annual tradition that brought us together, and we always looked forward to it. As we boarded the ferry, I roamed around, taking in the sights and sounds of the boat. I stumbled…