She was probably making a mistake by dating roommates. She knew this might get complicated. Graham was a nice tall thin blond from England who was immediately smitten with the free spirit Kristie had to offer. He was one of the boys she was currently interested in whom her father would actually allow her to… Continue reading Graham and the Captain
Disco Night
She couldn’t help herself. She couldn’t keep from wanting him. Yes, he was married to one of her good friends. But they had an understanding. Aiesha’s argument in favor of their understanding was, “My old man is such a stud and he provides so much pleasure to women… how can I refuse to share?” Chief’s… Continue reading Disco Night
Speedo
Now my husband is not a young man, but he is still a stud. Just yesterday I was entertained for a full two hours watching him clean the pond in a pair of thin red Speedos. Sun golden hairs glistening on his back and chest in the light. My face hurts from smiling. When he… Continue reading Speedo
Africa
Kristie missed out on Africa. She never did make it back to the desert, landing instead in San Jose at the exact moment that Dionne Warwick’s song hit number one. The guy driving had it cranked up full blast on the radio. He was headed to a little beach town down the way to make… Continue reading Africa
The Way Home Part II – Kristie
Kristie’s most prized possession for a couple of years during her travels was a road atlas that gave all the routes across the North American continent. She consulted her maps now to see the best direction out of Lexington. She could see that she would end up further north than she wanted to be. Spring… Continue reading The Way Home Part II – Kristie