A Mourning Dove has landed in the barren Hawthorne tree. My mother is gone – finally. After two years of repeated strokes and the inevitable paralysis, She is released. It seems that it is harder to get off this planet than to get in… I cry with relief. What a long painful sentence she has… Continue reading I Don’t Have a Mother…
Getting Out Alive
In my mind everyone should take care of their own shit as soon as they are able developmentally, and as long as they can physically and mentally as they age. Sometimes we have to take care of someone else’s shit; like a small child or someone who is aging or sick. But basically everyone needs… Continue reading Getting Out Alive
Too Darn Hot
Buzz was a dancer, a young, immature Hollywood “Prep Boy,” child of a working character actor who she met on the set of Pajama Game. He took a liking to Kristie when he heard her belt out the opening to Hernando’s Hideaway. He was determined to see how many bases he could run. Kristie in turn… Continue reading Too Darn Hot
Dirty Thirties
She loved men – really loved them! She liked the way they smelled, felt, thought, and sounded. She liked their rough hard hands, their deep baritone voices, and their hairy bodies. She liked to eat men, lick them, touch them, make them hard, make them cum with a stroke or a moan, or a… Continue reading Dirty Thirties
The Gift
Her parents were friends with his parents and so they were thrown together for bar-b-ques and poker games. The younger siblings went outside to play, but the two teens went straight into his bedroom and settled in for a night of pleasure. He was older and knew what he was doing. She was ripe and… Continue reading The Gift