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Margo s Neighbor

“Seems like you’ve got this down,” I said. I unclicked my pen and started putting away my things. “Your parents getting home soon?” “Umm, lemme check.” She took out her phone. “If not,” I said, “maybe we can talk about what we talked about before.” She smiled as she constructed her text. Like Margo, Julia had a sarcastic undertone to her demeanor. She was hilarious, but she rarely let you see it on her face. She had bright green eyes, but they were masked by heavy eyelids. A minute of fervent...

Oldies but Goodies

They were worried about me becoming independent and being able to support myself, but I was determined to do just that. My parents had retired by then and I didn't want to become a burden to them. I told them I was going to get a job and get my own place. Easier said than done. I wasn't being picky about the jobs I was willing to take either. I was willing to do anything for a paycheck, but every place I went there were plenty of others wanting the same position even if it was a dish...

A Cruise with my Daughter Part 3

I woke to the sound of my cabin door closing. I looked over and saw that the bed was empty and lay there slightly embarrassed that the last thing Keiko saw was a passed out old man with his flaccid dick (impressive as it might still be). A bit of panic spread in my stomach at the thought that this hot, young, Asian goddess would regret her night of rough sex with an old man and rush to tell her father. Fuck. Or tell her new best friend - my daughter. Fuck. My daughter. Who isn't back yet....

My Life Part 01 Recovering from Grief

There was emptiness in the house we loved. Painful longing followed us from room to room. With the realization that life was too short -- and a generous life insurance payment to fund it -- we decided to make a move to one of our favorite towns in San Diego county. I scoured realtor websites and found a home under construction within sight of the ocean, but not so close that it was prohibitively expensive. We would be keeping our current house as it was already paid for, and held many...

My Life Part 14 Renovations and Reconnections

"Well that is cryptic" I said. "Can't wait to hear about it tonight!" Katie said with a smile. She kissed me. "But I am running late for class. Reagan is going to drop the little one off at mom's and take the kids to school." She kissed me. "I love you!" I headed over to Escondido to see what it was that Mounika found. When I arrived I saw a different car in front and a dumpster out front. Mounika met me at the door. She had been excitedly awaiting me. She jumped on me,...

My Life Part 37 Morning in Escondido

Myself, I had left the corporate world behind after the passing of my first wife. A generous life insurance policy and some other financial windfalls had lead to myself and my family being financially secure. I mean we weren't buying our own island or yacht but we had a very nice house that had a Pacific ocean from the upper levels. No, I didn't mind Tuesday at all. Tuesday was playday. Tuesday was the day my wife and our live in lover gave me permission to have adult fun outside of...

A Life Uncommon

© 2002 I met my girlfriend Katie in college. We shared a class together. I remember seeing her the first day. She looked like some sort of angel with her long fine blonde-white hair and green eyes. I had to try very hard not to openly stare. I quickly convinced myself that it was silly to stare or even think about her. After all, a girl like that was out of my league. But apparently my fellow male classmates didn't suffer from such thoughts. Some guy or other was always trying to hit on...

My Life as a Rat

Many thanks to BlackRandl1958, GeorgeAnderson, Todd172 and Bebop3. “Good morning, my darling.” His voice woke me in in that insufferably cheery way. The bastard. “Sleepy again? Don’t worry, I’ve made you a nice, strong cup of coffee. Just the way you like it.” Asshole. “Fresh orange juice.” I hated him. “Fresh Croissants. They are still warm.” One of these days I was going to kill him. “I’ve managed to make a latte art heart on your Cappuccino. To express my love for you.” I’d do it...

The Ghost of a 57 Chevy

You drive east from Lexington - not on the interstate, but on the old Kentucky state highways and smaller county roads - on past Stanton and Hazard and Pikeville, on past the tiny towns and the even smaller places that used to be tiny towns before the mines closed or the new roads bypassed them or maybe just the ones where all the younger people left and the older ones finally died. You drive on into the true rural part of the state, into the mountains with their hidden turns and sharp ridge...

Victor Victoria Or We re Not Really Cousins

My mother was one of four kids. My father, it made no difference - all his relatives were dead. My mother and her three siblings, all men, pooled their money and got a farm in upstate New York in the 1940s. We were the odd group in that all three of my uncles married into the SAME Italian family! That's right! And two of my three aunts were maternal twins. On the other side of THAT part of the family were a mixture of Americana - one couple Irish plus Italian, another pure Italian, another...

A Bigger Bra for Ashley

A school nativity play presents a problem for the boy selected to play the Virgin Mary - he can't find a bra big enough! "Ashley, certainly not! You are not having a bigger bra, and that's final! The very idea!" "But Mum!" "It's the Virgin Mary you're playing, not an exotic dancer. Denise's old bra is more than big enough." Ashley stalked upstairs and slumped gloomily on to his bed. He turned over the blue gown and picked up his big sister's old bra. Stuck into the stretched...

Becky

I needed a job, a Saturday job. I wasn’t allowed to work during the week, my brother had helped on a milk round from when he was fourteen, then been stopped because he was underage, then started again. I was the youngest and not allowed to work during the week so my schoolwork wouldn’t suffer. But I needed a job; I couldn’t take girls out on the pittance I got in pocket money. I needed a job! So did most of the school age kids in the town. So there weren’t enough to go round. The only one I...

Dead Fred

I parked my old Ford Ranger pick up truck in the North Carolina Baptist Hospital furthermost guest parking lot. From the seat I removed the cardboard coffee holder and the paper bag. I sat there parked between two work trucks to eat my animal fat on a biscuit. I also contemplated what had brought me to that place at that time. It was a chore I dreaded even though it marked the end of a twenty year wait. Nothing really concerned me about the visit except how I might react. I had some unfortunate...

Frat Boys Next Door

DECEMBER 5, 2006 Sandy and I were drying each other off, after taking a post-sex shower. We'd spent most of the morning swimming and sunbathing naked. We were so lucky to live in a warm weather climate. We spent the afternoon in bed together, pleasing each other in just about every way one women could please another, except we didn't use the dildos today. Sandy was still amazed at my story. "That was fascinating. The things I missed not joining a sorority." "We took some pretty...

Laurie s Russian Connexion

Copyright© Katzmarek 2005 Laurie had one last look over the old place. If they used that much Native timber in a house these days, he thought, they'd need special legislation in Parliament. But in those days the forest came down to the river. Stands of tall Totara and Beech trees that hummed and twittered with wildlife. His ancestors had cleared the land with the axe and two-man hand saws. There used to be a sawmill by the river in those days. At first they had a waterwheel then a steam...

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