Rich and I had been friends for a long time, ever since high school. We even went to the same college so we could still hang out regularly and keep tabs on each other. I think we both had our secret feelings for each other, but neither of us had ever acted on them for fear of losing our friendship if things weren’t mutually appreciated. Anyway, college had just let out for winter...
I have a favorite lake that I hike to regularly in the summer. Located in upstate NY in the Adirondack Mountains, there is no easy access to the lake. The shortest trail to it takes about n hour and is mostly up hill. I love the serenity and peace and quiet. When I am there I feels alone with nature. If I am sure I am alone, love to skinny dip in the lake and sunbath on the rocky...
I stopped late, very late, one night at my favorite cruise spot, a rest area on a local stretch of an interstate. The rest room and parking lot see their share of action at this place, but there is also a large grounds with a few picnic tables (been there, done that, on some of those tables, but that is another story), and some small groves of trees. I was walking the roadway...
It was a hot summer in central Texas. My cousin, Darrin, and I were on a fishing trip at Lake Waco with my brother in law Lee. We were to be joined by my nephew Drew the 1st afternoon of the trip. My sister would be bringing him. The fishing had been fairly good, so Lee needed to go buy some more bait, he was the only one in the group with a license. As soon as Lee left the...
I had just spent the last five days either locked in a classroom or stuck in my hotel room studying for the training class I had to attend for my job. We all had today off to do whatever we wanted I had debated on going to the company picnic all the students were invited to attend, but I was so tired of only discussing work with everyone that I needed a break. I started the day...
My sewing machine throbbed to a stop. I carefully tugged the gossamer-thin garment away from the needle and snipped the umbilical cord. Holding it up, I checked my handiwork. I had been right to pick shiny black nylon; white would have been too obvious. Besides, I'd never tried making skimpy shorts before. The results of my amateur cutting and machining were quite good. Apart from...
When I was a 18 year old teenager my cousin John, who was208 and a very horny guy, asked me if I wanted to stay with him on the farm while his mom & dad were on a 2 week vacation I lived in town and thought that it would be a fun thing to do. He had black hair, brown eyes, light olive skin that tanned, very muscular from all that farm work, I idolized him in every...
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