She came out of nowhere and into my life. Words were all I knew, but they captured me. They drew me in and filled me with joy and with a hope that one day we'd meet. A hope that one day, though she said it couldn't happen, I'd hold her in my arms. She shared photos of her wonderful breasts and further down of my desire. She shared pictures of looking away, but never a face. She explained to me why, but it didn't matter. I...

She said she wouldn't, but she did. She said she couldn't, but she changed her mind. That is what love does to you. She is in her mid-30s, and I am about double that. She wrote a story, and after reading it, I found so many similarities that I had to comment and send her a friend request. To my surprise and excitement, she accepted. We kept in touch almost every day - or at least I did. You see, she is married and a very...

Not knowing what to expect in the e-mail, I was hesitant, but resolved myself to the inevitable and opened it. It started in an upbeat fashion with: Hi, how have you been? I've been thinking of you. I didn't know what to think other than I knew she was married. As far as I knew, our time in the mountains was just that - our time in the mountains - with no hint of a future. After getting through the normal stuff of 'I hope...

Sunshine. A word that lives in my brain in ambiguity. A word that conjures up images of warmth and sometimes hot. A word that sends images of softness, of love, and sometimes ... pain. The Sunshine that runs through my brain today is one of pain. Sunshine is a woman I met in the Colorado mountains on a trip I took to be alone but through unforeseen circumstances, met her and fell deeply in love. She was on a break from he...

I have always been an outdoors person. Whether it's hunting, fishing, or hiking, the outdoors is where I am happy, and so it was that I was packing my gear. I was planning to do a little fishing and just get a little alone time. I had packed my gear in the front end of my horse trailer, then loaded my two horses - my saddle horse, Red, and my pack horse, Freckles. My dog, Jake, was already in the truck. He knows when it's...

I think of my girl who writes with great prose. She makes my body shake - head to my toes. She fills my heart, with passion galore, And makes my lust take off and sore. With passion she writes of the love that we share, As she sit up high in that clear mountain air. She is not but a dream, one of desire, Building up inside like a great bond fire. And I know in my heart that one day she'll be mine, But I need to be patient...