A Ribald Tale in Merry Olde England

"A young man's chance encounter with damsels in distress leads to a night of debauchery!"

The traveller plodded along, astride his weary stead on a narrow winding trail. It was late afternoon and both animal and man desired an end to the long day's journey.It was the year 1855, well-nigh twenty years into Queen Victoria's...

Riding in the hills of Normandy

"Seduced by the two girls who used to babysit my kids. All grown up no, with fantasies of their own."

I felt like a million bucks walking down the tiny winding road towards the village. It's early morning, dressed in shorts, a polo shirt, sunglasses and a pair of beach sandals. Tired from the drive, but full of energy. The road...