"Poetry, lust and loosening ties. Almost a true story."
While Helen was gone, I went to have a piss and quick wash. She came back with two mugs, placed them on the bedside tables and skipped into bed. She told me to behave and not to spill anything on...
"Poetry, Lust and Loosening Ties. Almost a true story."
I had been fortunate. My childhood had, partly through the turmoil of the times, partly through parental ‘neglect’, not significantly inhibited my natural sexual development. It was followed by a not particularly adventurous but by fortunate circumstances blessed youth. During...
"Pamela and I get together again for longer sessions overnight."
I’d gotten my forty hours in early on Friday and, since we were slow, overtime wasn’t an option. Because of the extra free time, I stopped off at The Roastery, a local coffee shop, to sit at the window counter,...