From the time Alex walked out of the warehouse security office where I work, she was all I could think of. What a night it turned out to be, for both of us. I couldn't help but think to my self, “ Would such a beautiful, 18-year-old, college bound girl like Alex really meet a 30-year-old security guard like me? After all, I had used blackmail to get her to come visit me at work last night.' Before she left for home last n...

My name is Jim, and I am a 30-year-old night patrolman at a large warehouse complex. Part of my duties are to patrol a large lot where many of the truckers who come to the warehouses drop their empty trailers. The trailer lot is private property owned by the warehouse company, but since it is outside the security fence, it can be accessed from the county road that runs past by it. There is a gate that is usually secured a...

I had returned home about noon Saturday to find the beautiful, 18-year-old, Alex sitting on my living room couch, sobbing. Her cell phone lay in pieces on the floor. To my surprise, after I held her a few moments, she offered her virginity to me right then and there. Alex, still sobbing, had bluntly asked, “Jim, do you want to fuck me? Right now?” I gently turned her down. I just couldn’t take her virginity, given her sad...

It was a warm spring midday in a southwestern desert city. I had been relaxing with a tall glass of iced tea when the phone rang. It was Jean, a married friend of mine. She asked me, “Would you meet me somewhere for a drink? I want to ask you something very personal.” Having nothing pressing to do at the time, I agreed to meet with her. “Sure Jean, I'll meet with you. Will The Hanger be alright?” The bar I suggested was a...

I was twenty-eight or so when I met Melanie Brown. I had been visiting a family member on the north side of Phoenix, Arizona when I spotted her and her little brother watching me. I was driving a small, open air, tiller steered car that was used in local parades. Though it was a modern piece, the car resembled an antique from the late nineteeth century. I had made some repairs to the car and was test-driving it before ret...

Background Terri and I had been married for about seven years when, out of the blue, she left. I had no idea why. She returned about one month later. During the marriage counseling sessions that followed Terri’s return, she said she didn’t know who she was. She said, “I wouldn’t let her be her.” What the hell is that supposed to mean? During one of our sessions, I had told Terri, “...look on your driver’s license. That wi...

I first saw her at a local dirt race track. The track was located on the southern edge of a southwestern desert city. It was a hot Friday night in July of 1977. Earlier in the evening my car had suffered mechanical troubles so, I was out of the show for the night. Instead of racing, I was wandering around the pit area socializing with my friends and competitors. One of those friends pointed out a young lady hanging out in...

Andrew, actually he preferred Andy, was a 38-year-old fan of local high school sports. Though he had no favorite team to follow, he attended games all over the north Georgia county where he lived. He always sat as high in the bleachers as he possibly could. That was usually the top row on the away team’s side of the field or court. That way he not only got a great view of the ball game, he also had a good opportunity to l...

I’m in my early sixties and still in decent shape. The family and I had been talking about moving from our current home to one we own on the far side of our property. Though it was only about a hundred fifty yards across a field, the move would solve several problems for us. That home has larger rooms and much easier access for our wheel chair using family members. It is also much closer and has easier access to our two a...

Traveling for a living can be a boring and lonely existence. As a private investigator working within the trucking insurance industry, I spent roughly three weeks per month on the road. It didn’t take long to realize that the better hotels and motels are the only places to stay. You just never know what you’ll get with the cheaper places. Therefore, I have stayed at Holiday Inns almost exclusively, for a number of years....

 Diapers was a girl I dated fairly often back in the eighties. She was a cute and sweet young gal that always seemed happy and on the verge of giggling. She was in her early twenties and had a one-year-old son. Diapers lived with her parents who helped her care for her baby. She carried around a few extra pounds and, though not overly fat, she was nicely rounded. Like most heavier girls, she had a wonderfully large set of...

Sandy was a beautiful, 32-year-old, real-estate agent in Atlanta, Georgia. She was about 5'6" tall, and weighed approximately 125 pounds. She had deep blue eyes, golden blonde hair, and an infectious smile. Her beauty and friendly manner had helped in making Sandy a very successful real-estate agent. Though she had inherited a great deal of money from her family, Sandy also worked very hard. She had struggled her way to t...

My name is Jim and I am an avid dirt track racing fan. It was a warm Friday night and I was enjoying a leisurely drive to my home on the west side of Phoenix, Arizona. I had been to the stock car races at the local dirt track. It was getting late and both my truck and I were covered in a layer of dirt from the track. A shower was going to feel great. About a mile from home, I noticed a smaller person fighting with two lar...

 Julie was twenty-one-years-old when we met in the mid-seventies. She was a petite and beautiful Native American with light brown skin. Her 5’5”, 110 pound, body was crowned with a silky dark brown mane of straight hair that reached half way down her slender back. Her dark brown eyes were captivating as were her breasts. Her tits were small but very firm. They needed no support from a bra. Therefore, Julie seldom wore one...

I was working as a Security Officer at a large warehouse complex. It was late one summer night when my routine was disrupted. It had been an unusually slow night. Normally, we had several trucks come and go during the night. They would drop an empty trailer in the lot and pick up a trailer that had been loaded the previous day by the warehouse personnel. Or, they would simply stay in the lot to be loaded or unloaded the n...