The couple first drove through G-ville after a casual coastal drive down Hwy 1 from a weekend visit to Fort Bragg. As they approached the town of G-ville she noticed groups of men with glistening gorgeous bodies covered in suntan lotion flaunting their beauty in odd combinations of speedos, cowboy boots, and cowboy hats. “What… Continue reading G-ville
Category: Life in G-ville
Poor Butterfly
She paid special attention to the way she dressed on her Friday nights out. Tonight she would wear the flowered dress, with the white shawl collar. She wore low heels in a light rose color and carried a small pink lace purse ornamented with pearls. Her make-up was moderate, very natural looking; some light pink… Continue reading Poor Butterfly
Porta Potty
She was working as a day camp director and in charge of organizing and receiving deliveries in the process of setting up camp. She ordered and collected the supplies she needed like food, foil, art supplies, fire wood, ice chests, shade structures, medical kits, and porta potties. She figured they would need three potties to… Continue reading Porta Potty
Condom Party
The boys had been to the Health Clinic and Face to Face and had collected a lunch bag full of condoms in various colors and sizes. One minute they had been riding their bikes acting out Tom Sawyer on the river and the next minute they were having a spontaneous condom party. A couple of… Continue reading Condom Party
Do Over
She used to cry every time she heard, “I’ll Be Home for Christmas.” Her son was in the Navy keeping the peace between China and Taiwan. The Indy, (USS Independence) was a sitting duck between the two as China lobbed its, “We are testing explosions,” within striking distance. “Kill anything that looks like it’s going… Continue reading Do Over