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The Seduction of Louise Ch. 15
*The Seduction of Louise: The Story of a Big, Beautiful Woman*
*Chapter Fifteen - A Final Parting*
The paramedics arrived and took Ross away, his head and neck held securely on the gurney. The police arrived, having been notified by the med-techs of a family dispute resulting in injury. I spent the better part of the early afternoon, seated at the kitchen table with a police sergeant, who took me through the events of the morning piece by piece, while his partner did the same with Louise in the living room. Read the rest of this entry »
The Guitar & The Redhead Ch. 03
I need to let you know a little more about this goddess Redhead. She is 5′4″ which is great because I’m only 5′ 7.” She has a wonderful body that is shaped like an hour glass. I mentioned in the 1st chapter of these stories, she is in her late 30’s. I’m 21 and having the time of my life. Her hair is so beautiful. I get lost in my thoughts as I look into Hazel green eyes. She keeps telling me I’m beautiful, a bit embarrassing for a country boy to hear himself described as beautiful. I’m in the shape of my life. I run and work out with the boys at the gym and I am trying to get my black belt in Karate. My hair is dark brown and my eyes are, believe it or not, yes, you guessed it Hazel…lol…Now for the Proposal. Read the rest of this entry »
The Seduction of Louise Ch. 03
*The Seduction of Louise: The Story of a Big, Beautiful Woman*
*Chapter Three - First Encounter*
Lying in bed that night, I reflected upon the events of that morning. Everything had gone so amazingly well, much better than I had ever imagined. I was exceptionally pleased by Louise’s reaction to my fantasy dream. While she may have very well just been playing along for the sake of my feelings, I was reasonably certain from the way she talked that that was not the case at all. It appeared outwardly, and felt inwardly genuine to me, that the subject of my dream was not in any way disgusting, deplorable or abhorrent to her. Surprisingly enough, it had actually seemed as if she was actually even a little flattered that I had such a dream about her. Read the rest of this entry »
The Flight of the Old Grouch
I was getting tired. The drone of the two Pratt & Whitney Wasp Jr. engines was hypnotically seductive. I was almost to my destination. I directed the air from a vent at my face. It was chilly and helped quite a bit. I blinked the sleep from my eyes and checked the GPS. Almost there. Time to be alert. I reached to the copilot seat and opened the cooler and got a icy wash cloth. I rubbed my face and eyes and felt lots better. I could see the lake ahead and pulled back on the throttles a bit and dropped the nose some. I found what I was looking for. About twenty or thirty seaplanes and amphibs were gathered in one spot. I called on Unicom and got an immediate response. They gave me the info on the altimeter and wind. I turned down wind then when I was opposite the landing area I turned and landed. I taxied to where a man was waving me ashore. I dropped the landing gear and taxied up on the ramp and followed him to a tie down area. I shut down and secured the aircraft. Read the rest of this entry »
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That Summer
* * * Chapter 1
It seemed to 18-year-old Billy Mayfair that he had been on this bus forever already, yet he was not even half way there. It was a long trip from Fresno, California to South Dakota, especially on a bus.
Billy looked out of the window, contemplating how he had ended up on this bus to nowhere. He had been out with several of his friends after high school graduation, looking for some fun. The BMW was just sitting there, keys in the ignition, waiting for someone to drive it away. Billy didn’t want to do it but his friends called him a coward. Well, they didn’t get five miles before the cops caught them. Read the rest of this entry »
The Gift of Being Wrong
“You probably think I’m too old for you.”
I paused to consider. The fact was: he was too old for me. He was more than twice my age. I had dated men a little older than me, but I usually stuck with men under thirty. There was also the fact that Aaron was the Santa Claus at the mall where I manage a department store, and while he looked decidedly different, and more attractive, when he was out of his costume, I still couldn’t bring myself to go on a date with Santa.
“A little yes. I mean, you could be my dad.” Read the rest of this entry »



































