Aunt barbara

My aunt Barbara was married to my dad's brother Pat. Pat was about 10 years older than her and one mean son-of-a-bitch. I was in high school and on the golf team. I couldn't afford[…]

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Cafe l'amour

Cafe L'Amour. What a stupid name for a coffee shop in the middle of Bumfuck Egypt. Ok, more like Northern Montana, but close enough. Either way, some fancy sounding French cafe had no place there,[…]

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A good ride

A Good Ride When you drive for a living, and away from your wife for weeks at a time, it can get very stressful. I have been married to my wife, Lisa, for about 15[…]

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First meeting

It is their first meeting, though they have been chatting online for a while. They are drawn to each other; he is struck by her auburn hair and full figure; she is drawn by his[…]

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