I got about four hours of sleep and arrived at my job site on time to get my guys doing everything they were supposed to be doing. I didn't mention anything about my previous evening's escapades because I knew nobody would believe me. I could hardly believe it myself. However, it wasn't long into the day before I received a text message from Lane. She said: “I had a fantastic time last night, and I’m looking forward to th...

Lane and I met through an online dating service. It seemed to me to be one of those, “Too good to be true” kinds of things. Sexually, she was about as open as a twenty-four-hour convenience store. She was always open. I don’t remember what prompted me to write my first story but the effect it had on her and its unforeseen impact on our relationship will be forever etched in my memory. That being said, here is the story th...

We arrived at a typical Pacific Grove Victorian. It had been sectionalized into four or five smallish apartments, each of which had a view of the bay. Lane invited me in and offered me a seat on the couch. She lit the fireplace that was next to the bed in this Bohemian, oversized studio. The furnishings were very artsy and somewhat antiquated, with lots of candles and oil lamps. I also noticed the walls decorated with pai...