I watched my beautiful wife Courtney get ready for our night out. It was an industry dinner after large trade show at the Crown Ball Room. About seven or eight hundred people. After doing her makeup she put on a tiny black G string and black lace bra, the...
I don't believe in coincidencesI do believe in love I think we've been put together By the man from up above Whenever I see you near My heart begins to flutter I think you are the one my dear We go together like jelly and peanut butter I know about the ot...
How easy it seems to some To vent thoughts that should remain Deep within the locked treasure chest of bygones What was shared belongs only to them It should not boggle the minds of others Hence, what thrives the blood That flows within hard aching veins...
We were in the bar together. There were six of us and we’d been talking about anything and everything that came up in our four years of our college lives. That meant everything. As we talked of course the bar got more and more crowded and more guys walked...
I had lots to think about after that weekend, the first letter I wrote on the Monday evening was to Margaret and Florence thanking them for the lovely time I had. Them another to Emma telling her all about it too and about how embarrassing their openness...
As we drove back to camp from our weekend in London, I was excited to realize there were others queers like us who were happy with their lifestyle choices. It was all I could think about for the longest time, and how they could socialize with others like...
Despite our age differences I was getting quite comfortable dating Catherine, she was quite happy to drive me where ever I wanted to go anytime I chose. Picking me up from work each night, she would drive me home, or to her house on Wednesday and Friday n...
