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When it came to women Caleb Burkheim was a novice; a true babe in the woods, yeah he was about as inexperienced as a man could be. Sure he liked women; he liked them a lot, it was just that he could never seem to get his ducks in line. He was always on the wrong page; always looking to the left when he should have been looking to the right. His most recent wave of calamities had started with Sandy. Sandy was a real looker; the cat’s meow, the proverbial rose amidst the thorns. In fact...
Maureen’s mom had walked her daughter through her earliest years; her injury, those awful first months when she nearly died, the little boy who was her companion and savior, their separation, and her subsequent surgeries and therapy. Maureen listened at first with polite condescension, but her patronizing demeanor soon evaporated; fading into disbelief, then confusion and denial; and last to appreciation, an appreciation tempered with profound feelings of guilt and grief, guilt over her own...
Introduction: Maxs infatuation comes to fruition. Max lay on his side, watching the alarm clock as it ticked its way closer and closer to seven a.m. The sun was coming in strong and sharp through the crack between the curtains and he could hear birds chirping away in the hedge outside. It was funny, but every time he saw Eva, she reminded him of a bird. Maybe it was the way she walked, that edgy grace, the upbeat attentiveness. He sighed loudly, and felt foolish because nobody was there to...
Not to trivialize Cal’s situation, but it indeed had been the best of times, and it had been the worst of times. All right he’d admitted to a woman the one thing no man ever dared admit. Yes he was a virgin; a twenty-six year old virgin. More than a quarter of a century old, and never once had a woman. How lame can one man get? That was the worst of it. But there was an upside too. If there was one woman on the planet to whom he had to make that admission to it was Maureen. For some reason...
Chris really didn’t know when he first became fascinated with spanking. Spanking; certainly not the craziness of his mother chasing him around the kitchen with the dreaded “wooden spoon” in an attempt to land a glancing blow over something silly. No, a spanking as an adult that was formal over the knee spanking was what he was always curious about. If he had to guess, it was from the books he read and the movies and television that he saw growing up, as there seemed to be a lot of it going on...
SpankingIt all started out as a mild sexual tease. John's birthday was coming up and I wanted to give him something special. I had told him plenty of erotic tales of my childhood, but I figured I could add a little visual detail, something that would add flavor for him. I like to lie in bed next to him and stroke him off while I tell him the details of things that happened long ago. The more realism I can give him, the more it feels like he is a fly on the wall, watching it happen. There was one...
fantasy era story, if you don't like this kind of stories.. please do not read futher... Thanks!Part 1.The Matron of House K’lers needed rare and precious herbs for her rituals andPriestess Zara got the assignment to find it. She had to get it done fast, orshe would be punished severely if Matrons ritual was ruined. Zara had to put herown acolytes to seek information about the location of the herb. Luckily heracolytes did find some clues of the location of that rare herb and gave theinformation...
As I lay in bed that night, at a hotel a long way from home, it all came back to me like a bad movie I couldn't turn off. Over the previous 15 years, I had never forgotten what had happened, but I had managed to suppress it and not dwell on it. But earlier that night, it had been forcefully thrust back into the forefront of my conscious thoughts... I was shaking all over, except for my hands. They were rock steady as I held the pistol inches from her head while she slept in our bed. She...
John, Suzy, and I had set up a watch schedule when we planned this little adventure. John would pull the first watch. Staying awake until midnight. Then he would wake me, and I would cover it until 04:00 when I would wake Suzy. She would have the 04:00 until sunrise watch. This gave her the time to set up breakfast for the group. Usually, the midnight to 04:00 was the killer shift. My solution was to patrol the area. I wouldn’t just sit and watch the stars. I would get out and about. I would...
That morning, after breakfast, Doc decided that we would start putting the trail cams into place. I followed along. Supposedly for their protection. After all, there are lions and tigers and bears out there, oh my. In reality, I was curious about where their thinking was. There had been some controversy when I announced that Chuck was no longer working for the professor, but was the sole property of Suzy. And if you have a problem with that, talk to her. Nobody did. However, Vincent...
Vincent had been standing there, absorbing what I was saying about cameras. “Ok, Vince, show me what you’ve got.” I think that calling him Vince was the most startling thing that had ever happened to him. His face at first was shocked and then slowly changed to ecstasy. Could it be that this was the first time in his life, somebody went beyond friendly, to friend? This can be an eye-opener for a lonely kid. His face broke out in a huge smile, “Well, Matt,” there was a slight hesitation, and...
Don’t get me wrong. I didn’t spend all of my time shooting down the professor’s ideas. I did spend a lot of time following along behind and observing what they were up to. I don’t know where my thinking was. Maybe I thought I could learn something. If I did, I couldn’t tell you what it was. Most of my time was spent keeping an eye on things. Making sure nobody wandered off a cliff, or fell into the river. It wasn’t dull, really. But after a couple of days, it got routine. Suzy asked me one...
We had been in the high country for a week, and our project was coming to an end. All of the equipment had been collected and cleaned, packed, and was ready to go. After our final supper in the field, I asked the group if they had any questions or complaints. Everybody looked at each other. Finally, the professor spoke up. “Mr. Reynolds, how would you have done this? How would you plan and execute a project like this, gathering evidence of the animal called sasquatch?” I knew that this was...
As with all good things, we came to the last day of our little adventure. We had spent most of the morning packing the gear and cleaning up the camp. While I’m not one of those zero impact folks, I do try to keep everything to a minimum. So that includes a good police call for the camp and surrounding area. For some reason, this irritated Edgar. He said that he wanted to get something called b shots and footage at a meadow not far away. And then tried to feed me a line about morning sun and...
At the crossroads, we stopped. I double-checked on Phillip and made sure that we hadn’t missed anything. He was doing fine, apologetic as hell, but medically he was fine. Edgar? Well, I wasn’t sure how the rest of his life was going to work out. I think that it was a fairly safe bet that his plans were ashes. I also checked in with Chuck. I could see that he was now a young man with a plan, a goal. I hope that he could convince his family. I asked him what his plans were. “Well, Mr....
Imagine a little girl, a precocious happy pretty little girl, in her very own backyard on her very own tricycle pedaling round and round on the gravel driveway where her daddy parks his car. It’s late March and the wind is howling. It’s that time of year, one of the waning days of another cold dark winter, and ‘the old man’ wasn’t quite ready to surrender his icy grip to the warm embrace of spring. The little girl, a raven haired emerald eyed beauty has on her heavy wool coat, knit mittens,...
Maureen had tried to stay awake. She wanted to consummate this relationship. She wanted to possess this man. She loved this awkward, lanky, boat building, chicken frying, nose punching young man. She thought about the punch in the nose for a second. That was quite a surprise. Nobody saw that coming. Yeah, Cal had become all she thought about, or cared about. He’d become her obsession. Just exactly when she knew he was the right one; the one for her, she couldn’t say. It had to have been that...
Maureen and her mother held each other, arms over shoulders, as they waved good bye to Cal. It had been a long day for both, but another event was still in store for the younger woman; an event she for which she was totally unprepared. Cal had asked Maureen to marry him the night before at the Olive Garden. Maureen had said yes but no too; she’d played a silly trick on him about being a virgin; saying she couldn’t marry him until he lost his cherry. He’d given it up to her later that very...
Cal had Maureen’s right hand in his left. He led her back to the bedroom. He wasn’t wearing anything. She was wearing the same cute little nightie she’d worn earlier. It just covered the very tops of her thighs, then it plunged low in the front giving him a scenic view of her large breasts. He wanted to make love some more; but he wanted to do other things too, he wanted to keep talking, he wanted to cuddle, he wanted to fondle those deliciously soft but firm orbs, he wanted to feel himself...
Cal helped Maureen into his grandfather’s car, and they sped off toward the hospital. Maureen used her cell phone to call the hospital and get confirmation about Jared. Yes he had been brought to the hospital. Yes he had dropped something big and heavy on his foot. Yes it was broken, and yes the hospital, owing to Jared’s advanced years intended to keep him overnight. Otherwise he was doing quite well. He was alert, feeling bearish, and angry with himself for being stupid. Maureen shared the...
I was mucking out the barn. Not a job I enjoyed, but necessary. Suzy had announced at breakfast that today was a cleanup day, and the division of labor, outside was mine. Inside was hers. She also made sure to clarify that the barn and specifically the stables were outdoors. I’d seen a movie once where the star said that he didn’t mind the fragrances of nature. He also didn’t have to clean those horse stalls. It was just after 13:00, and I was finishing up. I was looking forward to a short...
The day before the film crew was to set out from Elk City, Suzy and I locked up the cabin, loaded up the stock, and headed down to Elk City. The plan was that we, Suzy, and I would keep an eye on how they behaved on the trail that first day. Then after setting up camp, we would introduce ourselves. The plan also included that we make a dramatic entrance, something boffo as they say in movies. I don’t know if that was necessary or not. I thought it was stupidly funny. We arrived at Elk City...
One of the things about so-called civilized folks, you know who I mean. The Broadway theater crowd, 3-piece suit lawyers, and society debutants. Put them into the primitive world, and they are clueless. They don’t see, don’t hear, don’t smell. Suzy and I got right up on their lunch resting spot and wasn’t seen by any of them. And I’m rather sorry to say, even John missed seeing me. He spotted Suzy and gave her a high sign. But he missed me. After lunch, they hit the trail again. I found it...
Once Suzy and I had checked the camp and made the changes we thought were needed immediately, I introduced Suzy and myself. Then we started getting to know the others in our party. The older grey-haired gentleman was professor Walt Burroughs, Ph.D. from Idaho State University. He was a cryptozoologist and claimed to be the foremost expert in sasquatch research. He had written a dozen books and twice as many articles on the subject. He had also consulted on several tv documentaries about...
After what I had hoped was a suitably impressive command speech, I looked at each of the group. More to enforce my leadership than anything else. As I squatted down by the fire, I started Chuckling. “So, bigfoot, eh? What makes you boys think you can track, let alone catch Mr. Fuzzy?” As the apparent leader, professor Burroughs was the first to speak up. “Mr. Reynolds, if you’re going to tell me that you are a disbeliever, I expected that before I even contacted Mr. Wadsworth. Most people...
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