Altered Fates Return to Kennet Cove
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As we motored down the harbor towards open waters we reached the point where I had seen Kay for the very first time. "Everybody, check the water, see if there is anything in it that we should pull aboard the boat."
Everyone looked over the side in the water on both sides of the boat, everyone but Kay. She looked back at me from the deck with a raised eyebrow.
Troy and Alice looked over quickly and then looked at me and the smile on my face. Troy said, "I don't see anything, should I?"
"Not necessarily but I've been by this point and had to pluck something out of the water."
"Something?"
"Yeah, it was a bit of flotsam or jetsam from another boat and it was just bobbing in the water. I was afraid it could get hit by another boat or worse get fouled in someone's propeller."
"Were you by yourself? Was it hard to bring aboard?"
Kay and Holly came back into the cockpit. Kay said, "The forward deck is clear." Holly took her PFD off again and sat next to her mom.
"That's good; we'll raise sails shortly. I was just telling Troy and Alice about that time I came through this section of the harbor when I found some flotsam or jetsam and pulled it out of the water." It was all I could do not to laugh.
"Flotsam or jetsam, hunh." Kay was looking at me.
"Yeah, flotsam or jetsam, you know, the kind of thing that can sometimes come adrift from a boat."
Troy was looking at me, then Kay, then back at me. "Is there some sort of inside joke here?"
"Hmmm, what would you say, Kay, is there some sort of inside joke here?"
"There's something here. I wouldn't necessarily say it's a joke, though. Troy, Alice, it's not something I think we should be discussing right now, maybe later."
I looked around us in the harbor, there weren't any boats near enough to worry about and we were far enough down channel to shake out the sails. I took the wheel from Gary. "Okay everybody, I think this is as good a time as any to stop motoring and start sailing. Kay, are you ready?"
"I'm ready. Do you want me to release the jib furling line?"
"Yeah, let's get on the jib sail, and then I'll kill the engine before I raise the main sail. Troy, I need you and Alice to shift to the rear on the bench seats, you're sitting where I need to work the jib sheets."
Kay released the line and I pulled on the downwind jib sheet to start the jib unfurling, when the wind caught the sail it filled and fully unfurled. I wound the jib sheet around the winch and pulled it in before setting the sail. Kay took a little tension on the furling line and set its cleat, just so the line wouldn't be flopping around as we sailed.
Troy and Gary were watching and Gary asked, "Is that it?"
I adjusted the sail and wheel so we were still moving down the channel but now we were turned about thirty degrees from straight down the channel. "That's the start, now I'll kill the engine." I matched my actions to the words.
"Are you ready for the main, Rob?" Kay asked.
I released the main sheet and then lowered the boom crutch so the boom could swing freely. "Raise the main sail, Kay."
Kay started pulling the line to raise the main. To make sure it went all the way up she took the halyard to the winch and cranked it up before cleating it off. As soon as she had it up, I pulled in on the main sheet and we heeled over a little into what was a good sailing position. When we were stable I said, "Ladies and gentlemen, you are free to move around the cabin," trying to imitate the announcement made on a plane.
I had Gary take the wheel again. "We're going to sail just like this for about ten minutes, Gary, and then we'll have to change tacks so we stay mostly in the channel as we sail towards the harbor mouth. Got it?"
"Okay, Mister Rob, but you're going to tell me when to turn, aren't you?"
"I'll let you bring us about but I'll be watching over you."
"Will I get a turn?" Holly asked.
"Of course you will. I'm going to let Gary take us out of the harbor and into open waters first. Holly, I'll make sure you get a chance, too, and I'll watch over you or you can have Kay watch over you."
"Kay can sail this, too?"
"Sure she can, and she frequently does, just ask her."
"Really, Kay?" Holly turned to look at Kay.
"I do, but not in any sort of rough weather. This was Rob's sailboat before we got married and he's taught me to sail but he's much better at it than I am. Neither Rob nor I sail in challenging weather, if we can avoid it. If the weather turns bad while we're out, he takes the helm. We sail for the fun of it, not to take unnecessary risks. We're not adrenaline junkies; we don't jump off buildings or bridges, we don't race cars or motorcycles. I MIGHT consider trying sky diving but I don't know if Rob would."
"I might let you talk me into it, Kay, but you'd have to work at it."
"Even if I say please with cream and sugar?"
"Even then, I don't think it makes any sense to jump out of a perfectly good airplane when it's flying. If it's on the ground I might consider it."
"You're just hard headed," Kay said.
"No, I'm sensible and since we're not in any sort of airplane right now, I don't see any reason to discuss this any further. Talk to me the next time we're on a plane."
Kay blew a long wet raspberry at me. Troy and Alice chuckled while Holly and Gary laughed outright.
"Uh, Rob, should we turn the boat or something? Gary asked.
I looked to see where we were and said, "This is as good a time as any. I'll let you do it but let me tell you what's going to happen. You're going to turn the wheel and the bow of the boat will swing in the direction you turn the wheel. As the boat moves the wind will change the direction it hits the boat. The boom, this thing," I raised my hand to the boom, "will swing across from one side to the other. We'll let Kay work with Holly and show her what to do with the jib sheets so the jib moves across, too. Okay?"
"Un-huh."
"You two can stay right where you are," I said to Troy and Alice.
Kay showed Holly the jib sheets and told her what she was going to have to do. Kay then looked over to me and nodded her head.
"Okay, let's go. Turn the wheel, Gary."
He turned the wheel, the bow moved through the wind, the boom swung over and Holly worked the jib sheets with Kay's guidance. It took less than thirty seconds and we were on a new tack, headed back across the channel but still moving towards the harbor mouth, just as we should. We made some minor adjustments to trim the boat and make it stable again.
"You guys did good," I said to Gary and Holly. "Kay, I guess we can go below and play cards with Troy and Alice."
Gary exclaimed "What?!?" Holly got a panicked look on her face. All of us adults chuckled.
Kay said, "Don't worry; we won't abandon you guys up here."
We sailed down the channel and after two more tacks we were sailing out through buoys one and two into open water. The wind picked up and we heeled over more but not uncomfortably. I kept us headed away from the harbor and after giving Gary a little time to feel the boat moving briskly I had Holly come take the wheel.
Kay stepped up with her. "I'll help her, Rob. Do you have anywhere in particular you want us to go?"
"I thought we'd go west until we were out of sight of land and then turn to a generally northern direction and end up the day anchored in the cove, somewhere between four and four-thirty. That'll give us a decent amount of sailing time for today and still allow us to check that the anchor sets properly before the daylight starts to recede."
"Okay, please get me the GPS unit from below."
"Right. Would anyone like a soft drink?"
I took everyone's order and then said, "C'mon, Gary, you can help me with the drinks."
Gary and I went below. I gave him the GPS unit and had him take it to Kay while I got the drinks from the battery powered chill box. I put them in can cozies to keep them cold before Gary came back below to help me and between the two of us we brought the drinks into the cockpit for everyone.
We sailed for the rest of the morning. The kids took turns at the wheel and did very well. They both were quick to understand how to adjust the sails or the boat's heading to get the most out of the wind. It was a near perfect day for sailing. Kay and Alice went below to make sandwiches for everyone. Originally I was going to make them with Kay but Troy looked a little nervous at the idea of neither Kay nor I being where we could take over if necessary. Thanks to the GPS unit, we knew exactly where we were and which direction we needed to head to get to the cove.
There were boats around that we could see but none were close. With all the open water around us I set up the auto-pilot so no one had to be standing at the wheel and we sat around in the cockpit eating the sandwiches and talking.
Troy asked, "How big is this boat, Rob?"
"It's a thirty-six footer, sloop rigged and with a deep keel."
"The two of you can sail this?"
"Actually, it's set up to be sailed by one person but they'd have to be good and know what they're doing. I used to regularly sail it by myself, until I came across Kay one day."
Alice joined the conversation. "You never did tell us how you two met. Weren't you going to do that this weekend, Kay?"
"Oh boy, yeah, I did say I would do that this weekend, didn't I? I think it should wait until this evening, though."
The talk returned to sailing and the boat when Troy asked, "How capable is this boat, Rob? Can you do more than local sailing in it?"
"If it's provisioned properly, it really isn't limited to local sailing. As it is right now I've taken it as far south as the Baha and as far north as Vancouver. I just made sure I had fuel, water and food enough to make the trip."
"You did this alone?"
"No, I had three other people with me on the Vancouver trip and one person with me going to Baha. All of them had at least some sailing experience. Those trips included open ocean sailing at night. The sky is fantastic at two o'clock in the morning when it's clear."
"I'm sure it is. What about tonight?"
"The view of the sky from in the cove is good, too. It isn't as good as from the open ocean but it is good."
After lunch I disconnected the auto-pilot and took the wheel myself to show them how you could sail almost completely around the compass. It's impressive to non-sailors but it isn't something that can be done in a harbor or other restricted waters. I kept the helm and turned the boat for the cove. I asked both Troy and Alice if they wanted to take over at the wheel but they both declined. I ended up letting the kids each take another turn.
Kay had taken over the helm from Holly and we were making our way into the cove. I took down the main sail and Troy helped me as we arranged the sail over the boom and I put the gaskets on to hold the sail in place. We had talked about it and decided to sail into the anchorage. I pulled the jib furling line and had only about half of it out, so we were sailing in slowly.
"Put your PFD on, Gary, and come up on deck with me so we can drop the anchor." We went up onto the bow and got the anchor ready.
Kay brought us into the anchorage and made it look easy. She turned into the wind and released the jib sheet so it luffed. We stopped and started drifting backwards. "Okay, Gary, now it's time to drop the anchor. Make sure you're clear of the chain and the line." He threw the anchor over the bow and stepped back as first the chain and then the line went into the water.
I cleated the anchor line. "That's it for now up here, Gary." I led him back to the cockpit. Speaking so that everyone could hear me I explained, "Now we sit and watch our position to make sure the anchor is holding us where we want to be. This is an important part of anchoring so we don't hit anything or ground."
I showed everyone how we looked at the shore in different places to make sure we weren't dragging the anchor. I explained that we had to have enough room to swing completely around the anchor so it had to stay where we set it. While I was doing this, Kay was below deck and opening all the hatches and ports so the boat would air out and be comfortable for the night.
While we were still checking that the anchor was holding, I pulled out the inflatable dinghy and started pumping it up. I knew we'd use it over the weekend and I could leave it afloat but tied to the boat until we were ready to leave for home.
I overheard Holly ask Troy, "Dad, can Gary and I get in the water?"
Troy asked me, "What do you think, Rob? Is there any reason they can't get in the water?"
"None that I know of. As soon as I'm sure the anchor is set and I have this dinghy inflated I'll be getting in the water myself to do the hull inspection I always do here."
"Honey, I'd rather you wait for an adult, so please wait. You can get everything ready in the meantime, it won't be long."
"Holly, I have to set up the boarding ladder, so you can get back aboard."
"Okay." She sounded dejected.
When the dinghy was ready I threw it over the stern and dropped its painter on a cleat so it wouldn't drift away. I went below and put on my baggies and then brought up the boarding ladder. I mounted it to the side nearest the shore before I grabbed my diving mask and jumped over the side.
I heard Holly, "Dad?"
"Go ahead but stay nearby until I talk with your mother and Kay about this."
I swam away from the side of the boat and watched as two big inner tubes were thrown in quickly followed by the two kids.
I moved back to the boat and called the kids, "Come over here for a minute, just so I can show you how to use the ladder. It has a weight at the bottom to hold it down but it's only attached to the boat at the top. It will swing and move as you go up so take it easy and don't rush. I'd rather you didn't slip on it and bang your head or worse, damage my boat." I smiled at them and laughed.
Holly splashed me for my little joke. Before I could do anything she swam away. I heard a big splash behind me, as I turned Troy broke the surface.
"This feels good." He reached for one of the tubes. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Not really, I do this every time we come here; I swim all the way around the boat. It gives me a chance to make sure everything is okay below the waterline. I also make sure the water intake for the engine isn't fouled. I don't use the engine any more than I have to but it'll overheat if it can't suck in enough water for the cooling jacket."
"I'll come around with you, if that's okay."
"Sure."
"Can we come, too?" Gary asked.
"If you'd like to, you're more than welcome to come along."
I put on the face mask and started doing the hull inspection, gradually working my way around the boat. Every six feet or so I dove down, to check everything all the way down to the bottom of the keel. When I came back up I'd tell them what I'd done. A couple of times Gary came down with me. The water was pretty clear and I didn't really need the mask but I didn't want to miss anything.
When we reached the stern of the boat I also checked the propeller, the shaft and the zincs. I was going to have to replace them soon. I climbed aboard; Kay and Alice were sitting in the cockpit relaxing and talking. I left the face mask with them and dove over the side.
I owed a young lady a splash. She and Gary were each sitting in a tube just floating lazily and talking. I came up behind Holly and flipped her over dumping her into the water. She surfaced screeching. Troy and Gary laughed, further irritating her. Holly came after me. Discretion being the better part of valor, I swam away on my back so that I could watch her. She was a strong swimmer and was closing on me, so I flipped over and swam for the shore with her chasing me. When one of my hands struck the bottom I stood up and went quickly up onto the little beach.
I looked back and Holly was still coming; Troy and Gary were following but were about twenty yards behind her. Kay and Alice were also in the water now, heading for the beach where I was laughing as Holly came up out of the water.
"You dunked me!"
"Yup!"
"Why'd you do that?"
"For the fun of it and to pay you back for splashing me."
She looked like she was stalking as she came towards me slowly. Troy and Gary came out of the water in time to hear us and Troy spoke up, "Holly, it looks like you may be biting off more than you can chew; he's a lot bigger than you are and you did start this."
She snapped around to look at her father. "I didn't dunk him."
"No, you didn't dunk him but you did splash him and start this. I've told you, you've got to expect there will be consequences for your actions. We've talked about teasing and taunting people before. You're starting high school this year and you'll be around a lot of different people, some will ignore what you do to them, some will get mad at what you do and some will respond in kind to what you do. Rob is a case of responding in kind to what you did and I, for one, don't think his response was inappropriate or excessive. In other words, you brought it upon yourself."
Holly didn't look happy. "He got you good," Gary laughed.
She whirled on him and he darted back into the water with her in hot pursuit. She was going into the water as Kay and Alice were coming out. Alice watched as Gary played 'keep away' darting in different directions as Holly tried to catch him. I had no idea what she would do if she caught him.
"I'm sorry if I started something I shouldn't have, Troy."
"Oh, don't worry about it. Those two chasing each other is normal. They're about equal even though she's nearly three years older than him. They haven't managed to do any permanent harm to themselves yet, so we let them continue. Think of it as their safety valves for excess personal energy,"
"They do have the energy to spare, it seems."
Kay and Alice joined us. "This is the little beach Rob and I were telling you about. This is state land, we think. There's virtually no access from the land side because of the woods and the rocks, additionally there's no parking area and no path down here from the road. That has both benefits and drawbacks. Very few people come here, which makes it fairly private, but even though it's state land, the state doesn't do anything to maintain it. The people who come in here have to clean up after themselves to keep it looking good."
Alice said, "If the people are cleaning up after themselves, they're doing a good job of it but where do you put the trash?"
"We carry it in, we carry it out. I try to take out ten percent more than I bring in, everyone does that. It is an unspoken agreement by the people that use the cove. It ends up that this beach is kept cleaner than the beaches the state maintains."
"Didn't you say we were going to do a marshmallow roast on the beach?" asked Alice.
"I sure hope so; otherwise we brought a lot of marshmallows for nothing."
"But I thought the state didn't allow open fires on the beaches."
"They don't but that's another advantage of there not being any access from the shore side. No one comes in to tell us we can't do what we're doing when we have the fire. We already have a kind of fire pit that we've surrounded with large stones."
"Kay, why don't you show Alice and Troy the woods. I'll stay here to keep an eye on the kids."
Alice said, "The kids will want to see the woods, too."
"They'll get to see them a little later, when we send them in to pick up some loose wood to for the fire."
"We'll have to tell them to watch out for the wild beasts when we send them in."
"Troy, there aren't any wild beasts in those woods."
"I know that, you know that, Kay and Rob know that, but the kids don't." He chuckled.
"I'm sure they know too, with all the camping we've done."
"They may know it deep down inside, but I'm counting on the strangeness of a new area to spook them some."
"That's mean, Troy."
"Nah, just my way of having some fun, too."
Kay looked like she wanted to get in on the fun. "C'mon then, we can scope out the woods and see if there's anything we can do to help spook them."
The three of them went to look through the wooded area while I stayed to watch over the kids. They didn't need much watching over. They weren't going out too deep and even though they were occasionally getting close enough to each other for dunking, neither one was trying to drown the other. I took the time to clean out some of the sand that had drifted into our fire pit area.
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I looked at the water melon seed, torn pineapple fiber, and indescrible brown goo. A handful of tropical warm ocean water lapped onto the blue air mattress and washed it all away. It was gone again. I heaved again. Only stringy, white spit came out of my mouth. Over the last hour, the fare had become less interesting. The sick pain in the gut had turned into searing pain of a muscle worked past the point of fatigue. I kind of like it. There was a sense of surrender. I was no longer thrown by...
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= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you...
‘Sing the song, Daddy!’ The small voice rang brightly across the waters of the cove, and Thomas Albright shook his head a couple of times. A long, lean, nut brown body turned around and swam back past him, the blonde head poking indignantly out of the water. The nymph demanded: ‘Sing the song, Daddy! You know I’ll keep this up ’til you do!’ Tom took a deep breath, and in his shaky tenor did his best Peter Blegvad impression: ‘That’s my daughter in the watereverything she owns I bought...
Another Seville Hills, Missouri Wednesday, and the Methodist Domino Club gathered on an August evening at the shelter house by the community pool. Mutt Hayes talked his grandsons and their friends into playing Texas Hold ‘Em with his usual companions, with Reverend Hoot Pidgeon acting as dealer for the evening. ‘Check.’ ‘Call.’ ‘Fold.’ ‘Raise the pot.’ ‘Fold.’ ‘Call.’ Mutt Hayes looked smug as he peeked at his cards. His grandson Todd studied the old man, searching for a clue to his hand....
Around the middle of July things started to get weird at Pond Cove. You may be wondering what I consider weird since I have been telling how I and three other submissives have been running around naked obeying our Mistresses all summer, but this is different. Something weird was happening with the Mistresses.It has to do with power... or authority... or assertiveness or something. Before this summer, I didn’t know I was a submissive. And over the weeks, I’ve figured out that I am less assertive...
BDSM"Could you at least smile and pretend that you're having a good time?" Arlene Taylor leaned over and whispered to her companion across the table. "It's only our first night here and people are already beginning to stare." The slightly morose expression on her friend's face faded to be replaced by the sought after smile. In the same quiet voice she answered her dinner partner. "I am enjoying myself." Jeanette Randolph replied. "I was just thinking how much this little trip is costing...
Bryant took his leave from O'Bannon's Pub at seven thirty. He had switched to water for the last hour, even though he'd only consumed two beers in the time he'd been there. A DUI would not bode well for him in his job search. He plopped down on his bed at the inn and stretched his legs out. He thought about what he knew about Emerald Cove. Sure, the job would have its downsides. Every job would be like that. But those problems wouldn't necessarily be his to correct. His job would be to...
All chattering ceased as Bryant entered the yard, accompanied by Charmaine and Allyson Granger. Forty sets of eyes turned to face the newcomers. Bryant took an involuntary gulp as watched as Steve Curtis stepped up on a picnic table. "Ladies and gentlemen, the man of the hour has arrived!" he stated. "Detective Bryant Hawkins has agreed to assume command of our newly created detective's bureau. It is the first step in turning Emerald Cove into the sort of city we all think it can...
Jackie was also wealthy; what some people call a trust-fund baby. Four years ago, on her eighteenth birthday, she had been given access to her inheritance. Even she didn’t know how much money she had—that’s what she had accountants for. Her parents had been killed in a private plane crash when she was fourteen, and she was an only child. Jackie maintained her grades while grieving for her lost parents. She applied and was accepted at the University of Hawaii, and so she purchased a large...
I had always enjoyed snorkeling and when my parents rented a villa for a month in Spain I was overjoyed. The water in the little lake where we usually spent our summers was dirty and had a very limited amount of fish. Sometimes we would visit my grandparent's place by the sea and there I could spend hours in the cold water watching the fish and other sea creatures.I was seventeen that summer and even though I had a man’s body my mind was that of a shy teenager. I had never dated a girl and the...
SeductionNick stared in astonishment. I don’t believe I found her this easily. It can’t be her. The best part of fifteen thousand miles, a change of aircraft in Perth for the final leg to the North-West coast, eight hours sleep in a blessed, air-conditioned roadhouse room, and there she was … in the supermarket. It was her hair that Nick recognised. The woman with her back to him was wearing a two-piece business suit, most definitely not Joelle’s style as Nick remembered, in the old days, that wild...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The saga comes to a close as Walter and Holly return to school... now as teachers. How they get their new teaching positions, who their principals will be, and where they will teach is all discovered in this final chapter of Summer at Pond Cove. This story stands on its own, but makes a little more sense if you have read the previous chapters. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of...
By Jax_Teller The night stars were coming out as we got back to the marina and the crew went ashore, leaving the deck hands to tie up the Cabin Cruiser. I could have stayed on the boat for the night and had considered doing just that as it was very comfortable, but I wanted to check out the resort for myself before going to bed. It was just the old work ethic thing going on. My assistant Diane walked with me inside and everything was in order. I went by the main desk check in and...
Tom Albright drawing in the summer Missouri morning. He wore his swimsuit and surfing shoes beneath his white T-shirt as he stood on the dock of his neighbor, Michelle Hawkins. She was a voluptuous woman of forty whom he just started a physical relationship the night before. She posed on her lounger for forty five minutes in her white robe in different positions before removing it so he could draw her naked. Her face was a little tired from lack of sleep, but aglow with the aftermath of great...
Life was normal in Carefree Cove on an August Wednesday. Amanda Albright had just taken a vacation with her great-grandmother Gracie, and on awakening was anxious to go back to the cove from the moment the sun peeked over the horizon. When her father, Thomas Albright, reported that their neighbor Michelle Hawkins was at her dock, Amanda was out of her clothes and running down the path to the water at full tilt. Michelle welcomed her warmly, they frolicked in the water while Tom stood above...
Chrissy was working the late shift tending bar. One of her customers, a quiet, attractive middle aged man had eaten dinner at the bar an hour before. Since he finished he had been quietly observing. Saturday nights were busy, boisterous and more than a little bawdy. This man stood out because of his serene, refined air. He called her over to settle his tab. He placed the two crisp $50s on the bar to cover the $40 tab, and said, "No change." She looked up at him with a broad smile, and he...
Bryant hung up from his call to Emerald Cove and explained the situation to the rest of the group. "So we have a Gallia County deputy interested in Shrekengost's whereabouts," Garvin summed up. "And Shrekengost and his mother are in the wind." "Sounds about right," Bryant agreed. "That's a hard thing to do without a lot of help," Andrews put forth from where he stood by the second vehicle the group would take south. "Think about it. You essentially have to have someone in your...
Bryant was on an airplane, headed to Columbia when the reality of the situation hit him. The young woman had overheard his conversation with the bartender and set up Mayfield. A guy like Mayfield could probably take a lot of ribbing but to have an attractive female question his sexuality would provoke a response. Her companion obviously knew how to take care of himself. He had risked an assault conviction to help him put Mayfield in prison. Jan was incredulous when Bryant had phoned her. She...
Ten minutes after Bryant's first meeting with his entire detective squad, Jan Elliot walked into his office and shut the door. "Uh-oh ... the closed door," Bryant said. "That means you plan to yell." "Maybe I mean to sexually harass you," Jan replied as she took a chair opposite him. "Nope, you'd have called me to your office for that," Bryant joked. "I'd have called you to my office if I planned to yell," Jan said. "Look, we need to hash out our responsibilities here....
Sgt. Scott's intent to pin a bad shooting on him disheartened Bryant. But he figured he had time later to worry about it – and that there was nothing he could about it either way. Instead, he followed Jan back to her house. She insisted she was doing fine but she could tell Bryant was worried about her. She also knew that Bryant had a lot more experience with this sort of thing than she did. So she didn't put up much of a fight when he told he'd come over to fix dinner for her. Bryant...
It had seemed like a good idea. Sail out to an island I know of, spend the day snorkeling on the reef that surrounds one side of it. A fun day doing something simple. A way of maybe helping my friend Peggy forget some of the pain, the bitter loss, that was making her so depressed that even I noticed it. Not that I’m unobservant. Take just then for instance. I was blissfully enjoying observing that an older woman’s body and a young woman’s body were not all that different. ‘You coming in?’...
It was a mild yet blustery day, in the Maritimes. Though the temperature was mild the winds were blowing quite strong that day, as we drove to the little out of the way cottage that we had rented for the weekend. It is dusk and the sun is just about to slip below the horizon. This place had been chosen above all that we looked at because of its seclusion, its unspoiled beauty and its nearness to the water. Though most of the cottages had been beautiful, but this one… This one had the most...
At 58 Sharon did not fit the typical picture of a mature grandmother, tall at 6 feet 2 inches with long black hair she kept fit by swimming in the cove and running along the cliff tops near her home. Slim long legs ended at a waist more imagined on a younger woman which flowed to a firm stomach, Sharon’s breast though not large, 34 C, were still firm and only really needed support when she was running. Wide dark aureoles surrounded thick large nipples that continually push up and out from the...
Thomas Albright sat up in bed at the beginning of a new day. His bedroom faced east, so the dawn usually served him better than an alarm clock. All was silent in the house: his four year old daughter Amanda wasn’t stirring yet. Shaking the cobwebs from his head, he got up, took off his pajamas and hopped into the shower. As he soaped himself, his manhood stirred fully. He tried to ignore it but it wouldn’t go away. Rising himself, he focused on the rest of his routine and succeeded in...
This is only my second submission and I hope you enjoy it. All characters are 18 and older. Leave comments. This story took a while to write and I would like to thank my wonderful wife for editing it for me. Any errors are totally my fault. sometimes little things slip through he cracks. anyways enjoy. There was an old story about this ocean side park overlooking the cove. It’s was once called Broken Hearts Cove Park. So many people with broken hearts that couldn’t take the pain would hurl...
It’s hard to believe that my summer at Pond Cove has come to an end. Things didn’t finish the way I had expected. Actually, things didn’t begin the way I expected either and the summer was nothing like I thought it would be. I thought I would have a lot of time to myself over the summer to get ready for my first year of teaching. Instead, most of my summer was taken up finding out I was a painslut, falling in love with another painslut– holly, submitting myself to Mistress Gloria... and then...
BDSMEden Cove seems to have it all: Turquoise waves rolling up white perfect beaches, surounded by tropical green dotted by a firework of gaudy exotic flowers. A lush wind cooling down bodies which are otherwise heated up to much by the radiant sun. Placed at this secluded patch of heaven on earth lies a top-notch holiday resort with all the extravaganza which can be offered by state of the art facilities. Eden Cove resort moreover seems to be populated only by the most gorgeous people you can...
Jan was somewhat disappointed when she saw Bryant making up his couch. She wasn't certain how far she wanted the night to go but she disliked the fact that the decision had already been made. She sat down in the chair opposite the coach and tucked her legs beneath her. Her silk robe fell open and her off-white panties were visible until she closed the robe. She chatted with Bryant, extending her legs and adjusting her posture to try to keep Bryant interested. He seemed resolved to sleeping...
Sasha walked into Discover Cove for the first time. Not knowing really what she was getting into. She was wearing a short slinky black dress that barely covered her, but as she walked further into the club she felt more over dressed the anyone. Most of the other women were in sexy lingerie and half of them were bare chested with only sexy panties on. The men in silky boxers or briefs. Some with white terry cloth robes on. She walked over to the bar and took a seat and asked the bartender behind...
This is a recount of what was one of the best Valentines dates ever!! My girlfriend and I had known each other for years, but had only recently started dating. I wanted to show her how much she meant to me, so I made plans for dinner and a sunset stroll on the beach, but what actually happened was so much more. Luckily Valentines was on a Friday that year, so it was perfect for a date night at the beach plus it allowed me the time I needed to put all my plans in place. Most of all I wanted to...
The next morning, Ki Jung gathers her belongings, eats her breakfast, and leaves Marshall city. Though her goal is Silver Cove, she heads towards the area she noticed the day before where large amounts of Qi was being drawn in. With Sharpie flying high above, it isn’t long until she can see the cliff the Qi is being drawn to. In minutes, Ki Jung is covering the last couple of kilometers to her destination. As she gets closer, she can feel the energy in the air being pulled towards the...
By Jax_Teller I won the lottery 3 years ago and built the Resort that same year. The cove parties and nudist events were a big draw to the area. The majority of folks that weren’t farmers around here depended on tourism either directly or indirectly for their employment. The businesses in town were used to closing down for the winter months and usually opened in the spring. Since I opened my resort the town has grown back to what they had been before the economic down turn. Buildings that had...
The sun set and it was closing time at the Seville Hills, MO pool. The announcement was made, and the swimmers began to file back into the swim house. The girls went as fast as their dared, the asscheeks switching for the boys’ benefit, their admirers silent and motionless in admiration. They went into the bath house: the teenage boys went back to their cars and roared off into the distance. The old men got up from their domino game, joints popping. ‘Well, same time next week?’ Petey Harms...