Chapter Twelve – Bora Bora Our 4-day stay on Moorea was both a wonderful time and an extremely rewarding one, especially for Gale. She managed to fuck Jacque 4 times in three days. We boarded our flight to Bora Bora on a 20-passenger twin-engine prop from Moorea that took about 1 hour of flight time. The views of the South Pacific and the various islands below were both breathtaking and exciting from 10,000 feet. When we...

As I believe that I had stated in my earlier writings, I had the best childhood a boy could ever dream of. Mom and Dad were lovers of nostalgia and the good old days of the 30’s and 40’s. They wanted us to know about the Great Depression and the hardships families endured, the World War II years and the joys and pains of war, and the music of that era; Glenn Miller, Duke Ellington, Al Jolson, Jimmy and Tommy Dorsey, the B...

Chapter Nine – THE CABIN Gale and I had an understanding between us; if either of us had an opportunity to enjoy a sexual adventure on our own, we were free to indulge our appetites as we saw fit. The only requirement that was set in stone was that we had to call one another and let them know beforehand. Our code was, “Honey, I might be a tad late tonight, so have the leftover beef roast and potatoes that are in the fridg...

Chapter Four – THE SEDUCTION It was a very warm day in July of 1984, and I was hitchhiking to work at a bowling alley located about five miles away from my home. I heard a voice saying, "Where are you going?" As I looked up to the second-story window where the voice was coming from, I noticed that it was my Junior year English teacher, Mr. Paul Jones. I stated that I was going to work at Old Town Bowl. He said, “Come on u...

Chapter Six – A new beginning Gale called her gynecologist to schedule an appointment for the first week of January to have her copper 7 removed and begin the new year with great expectations. We made love as usual, 3 to 4 times a week, occasionally bringing out the Chinese love swing and our toys to enhance our sexual appetites. Our basement had a large beam ceiling with the walls finished in mahogany wood paneling, so I...

The true account of our lives as a swinging couple Chapter One – How it begins. My life after my first bi-sexual experience with my teacher at 18 years old. That first experience with my previous English teacher was truly remarkable as to bringing out my sexuality. At 18 years old, I was still, to my chagrin, an inexperienced lover. My teacher brought out a whole new perspective for me of what to feel and how to feel desi...