“Excuse me. Is the bar still open?” I look up from cleaning to see an older male with an overly patched burlap messenger bag that has seen better days. I motion for the man to sit down at a table that doesn’t have its chairs upturned. “The bar is closed f...
The red bathing suit stood out from all the others, its modest cut being a departure from the scant bikinis dominating the poolside. I noticed the girl wearing it from under an umbrella. She moved with ease in and out of the water, shoulders glistening wi...
I always hoped when we were wedthat our humongous water bedwould be our special place of carnal passion.There whatever we might cravewe’d do upon a gentle wavesupping on our young libidos’ ration.And so it was that we’d make loveand I’d give you a gentle...
