Sythmour High School is located in an upscale Texas suburb. Student enrollment is just under sixteen hundred and over ninety percent of their graduates go on to college. Troy Flynn was headed to Notre Dame on a football scholarship. He was Sythmour's star quarterback. Mrs. Moreau was his French teacher.Mrs. Moreau had finished her fourth year of teaching at Sythmour following graduation from Smith College in Massachusetts...

After a long stressful day at work, Andy and Warren were winding down at Distiller's Microbrew & Tap. Each were on their second beer when Warren said, "Andy, did you read the news this morning?""Didn't have time. What, another story about the President's Tweets?""No, Andy, something worse.""Immigrants being deported?""Worse.""Well then, Warren, what in the hell is upsetting you so much?"The two men were talking sports, po...

The success of Tracy's film led to Candi and Linda getting into the 'acting' business along with their escort work. The girls were now driving BMWs and wearing fashionable clothes. It attracted other girls asking to join the 'friendship circle'.Howard was called on to do another audition for the escort enterprise. The woman was not from high school but a young, divorced mother of twin boys. Her name was Beth and she was o...

The plan was hatched a few weeks after Candi and Linda heard Howard's idea. He was to alert the girls when his company's clients were in town, and where they would be dining. They were to make themselves available without Howard being directly involved.Howard's message was simple. "Trattoria Capri at nine thirty."The summer night was warm with a pleasant breeze when the girls sat at a table visible from the bar. They arri...

Just when the world seemed settled, the unpredicted hit Howard straight between the eyes. Like the weather, he was on a rollercoaster. Nothing stayed the same. There were only a few things he was sure of, like night follows day and winter turns to spring. Other than that, there wasn't much that Howard could count on.After sixteen years of marriage, his wife packed up and left for Colorado to move in with a man she met on...

"Ben, what are you doing Tuesday night?" Carla asked as he passed by the mailbox at the end of her driveway."Nothin' special. Why?" her neighbor asked."I'm having a party.""Sounds good. Isn't Harold out of town on a business trip?""Yes. He'll be home this weekend.""So the cat is away and the mice will play. Convenient." Ben knew immediately it was a stupid thing to say."Come on Ben, that's not fair. I've been married for...

Somewhere in the Black Hills of South Dakota lived a woman by the name of Magill but everyone knew her as Nancy. So let's call her Nancy from the Badlands of South Dakota.She lived in a very small rural town where everyone knew each other. Whatever you did in town was broadcast like breaking news on national TV. Everyone was okay with that because it was one of the town's sources of entertainment. The other was sex.Nancy'...

The SecretKurt hadn't heard from Nicole for several weeks after their torrid night together. That was a good news, bad news situation. Although he hadn't gotten a message from her, apparently Nicole wasn't pregnant. He had been anxious about that possibility during the whole time he hadn't heard from her.Like most people in that town, Kurt was at the high school stadium to watch the Fourth of July fireworks. Everyone was...

Bjorn was born in the ghetto of Minneapolis. In this case, the ghetto was the Norwegian community of Bergenville surrounded by Lutheran churches, blue-eyed blond haired girls, and bars serving aquavit, or "akvavit" as Norwegians like to call it.Bjorn was a clever kid eventually growing into a dangerously handsome man. He always had his way with girls and a woman was never far from his elbow. He became wealthy as well.No o...

The MeetingOne of the best parts of life is the unexpected. This is a story of the unplanned, unforeseen and unanticipated.Let's skip the formalities and cut to the chase. I'm not the monogamous type of guy. I like having sex. I want to get laid early and often with as many different girls as possible. The idea of "variety is the spice of life" is appealing to me, but it's not as simple as picking up a loaf of bread at th...

This is my story as I remember it!  A few details have been left out, but this is basically what happenedEver since I had my first period, I began thinking about sex in new and different ways. To make it simple, I was curious and wondered what it was like to have sex with a guy. By the time I was seventeen, I had blossomed physically and my new hormones took me in unexpected directions too. It's just that I didn't quite k...

This a is a memoir of how I remember the events combined with details from my wife's diary during those years. It all started before her forty-third birthday. We had been married nineteen years, and she was still as beautiful and sexy as when we were married. Her name is Hope. Hope said to me at the breakfast table one Saturday morning, "Have you heard of the 'Wild Oaks Project'?" "I said, "Can't say that I have. What is...

I don't know, either I'm the luckiest or unluckiest guy on earth. Sometimes I get lucky and things seem to be going my way. At other times, I find myself in odd and compromising situations. Most people think it's my fault. They say I'm careless. Okay, they could be right, but from my point of view, these things just happen like in the song, "everything happens to me." My first memory of stumbling into an embarrassing situ...

Having settled comfortably on the therapist's couch, Marge was visibly nervous. "So let's get started. How are you feeling today, Marge?" "I guess, okay, Dr. Sigberg. I'm nervous and tired. I didn't get any sleep again last night." "Can you tell me what kept you awake, Marge?" "Not really, doctor. You know, I really don't think these therapy sessions are working." "Marge, it takes time. This is only your third session. De...

"Becka, did you hear that Sonia Rykiel died?"  "Who's Sonia Rykiel?" Becka asked while toweling off from her shower. "She's was a fashion designer," Audrey answered. "You're into the latest styles and stuff. I thought you had heard of her." "Never knew she existed. Anyway, who cares?" Audrey looked up from her laptop and said, "She seems to have been an interesting woman, Becka. There's something about her in the Times I...