Visionary

Visionary Some call me a visionary, others a nerd, but most call me perverted. That's why I'm in this institution, undergoing mundane group therapies, watching headcases substantiate their titles, and secretly flushing the medicinal concoctions[…]

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Stacy

brrr…, dam cool in this house ! ……Pat wondered what she could do to get warm. Stacy and her husband kept their home cool at night. Better for the lungs Pat knew but she was[…]

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Busted by mother

Mother had invited me to sleep over at her house for the weekend, and I had accepted. She was recently widowed and had asked me spend some time with her. I had arrived late Friday[…]

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Poker night

Every Friday night, like clock work the guys come over to my house for "Poker Night". It is an evening away from the wives. For those of us who are lucky enough not to have[…]

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Last chance….chapter 2

This is not a stroke story. It's an emotionally painful romance. The only sex that approaches explicit is phone sex. Chapter 2 Saturday About Hope: I was still upset Saturday morning. I thought she probably[…]

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First impressions

Tara walked in a way that caught everyone's attention, guy or girl. Jake noticed her everyday as she walked across campus. Jake always wanted to ask her out, but he had heard so many stories[…]

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