In 1976, I was twenty-five and was in the middle of my lost years. I had gotten divorced the year before and wasn't sure what to do next. It was the Bicentennial Year of the birth of the United States, and I decided to travel to all forty-eight continental states. Greyhound Busline had a special deal that summer for an unlimited pass for one price. I figured it would be a great way to get some perspective on life and poss...

Chapter 5: An Unexpected Dance After the blizzard passes and the sky clears, the couple sees the magical lights dance right above their cave and the Ontario pine trees. Vivid green, purple and blue curtains hang above, folding and unfolding, moving in rhythmic waves, an invitation for them to pause in awe as they embrace. “Some legends say they are foxes chasing each other in the sky, and their tails leave a flashing trac...

Peggie Sue was one lucky little teenage slut! She grew up in the prosperous 50s, when the concept of teenagers was really invented, and they became an economic force in their own right. The USA was ready to dance after a couple of decades of war and the Great Depression. Before that era, people were either kids or adults. Elvis had just been on Ed Sullivan and officially kicked off the teenage lifestyle, and Peggie Sue wa...

I have to admit, turning sixty was a bit surreal, even though I was in great shape, took care of myself, and could pass for way younger. Still, time seemed to be passing at an astonishing rate lately. Life was good, though. I had a very successful career in real estate in one of the hottest markets during a golden time in property appreciation. Because of that, I was able to retire in my fifties and live off investments a...

I managed to retire in my middle fifties due to wise investments, rising property values in my native California, and being a Baby Boomer, probably the luckiest generation in history, economically speaking. I was lazy, not stupid. I decided to take my money and relocate to a place where I could live well for less. I bought myself a nice little Pueblo Revival home in an upscale development just outside Santa Fe, New Mexico...

I had not seen him in over 20 years. We were to meet in the city for three precious hours. Enough time to let the other’s presence sink in, but not enough time to really get into trouble. You see, I am married. And committed to that marriage. It was hard to speak at first, hard to do anything but smile. We hugged, letting social conventions limit it to a normal duration. I physically ached when we pulled away from each ot...

"He's slick," the other women warn me. "Don't let him talk his way into your pants." For weeks, I manage to resist his charms. I steel myself against his honey-sweet flirtations. But when he finally catches me alone and at my most vulnerable, he doesn't say a word. In silence, his mouth seeks out mine. I make no protest as he fondles my nipples. His touch is a maddening tease. He grins while slipping a hand inside my pant...

He doesn’t email me before 4th period but I go to the library anyway, slipping away from my usual crowd before it can even form. I’m neither the ringleader nor the clown, so no one will come looking for me. I’m sitting in the farthest corner next to the math reference books, pretending to read a history of the early great mathematicians. “Aaron,” I hear a whisper. “Aaron?” “Here,” I respond in library voice. Crispin round...

It was the fall of 1976, and Suzie had just turned twenty-two. She already had a three-year-old little boy with her and a newly divorced husband. They had been high school sweethearts, and she had gotten pregnant at eighteen. It was a marriage doomed from the beginning, and it didn't last long. Suzie was happy to be free. She was a true nympho at heart and enjoyed sex with a lot of different guys, and even a few gals when...

It was the Summer of 1966, and Peggy Sue had just turned twenty-seven and was feeling a little old and out of it. The culture was changing fast as the Boomers took center stage, and she was a 'Silent Generation' fifties' girl for sure, although a very sexually liberated one! Peggy Sue loved having sex and turning guys on, and had a sexual skill set way beyond the average woman of her generation. Peggy Sue had been married...

In the days that followed, I waited to hear from Gordon. Of course, I was in his contacts, just as he was in mine, and it would have taken him only seconds to reach out. My in-laws lived fifteen minutes from me and Julian, so Gordon could have easily stopped by. But as the new year approached, I feared he regretted what we'd done at the beach house. Again and again, I told myself I hadn't imagined the blatant hunger on hi...