Bob's tale

I met Bob on a Greyhound bus when I used to go visit my family in Springfield several years ago. I was newly divorced and didn't have a car, so Greyhound was a standard procedure[…]

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The drive-in

"Oh my God." John shook his head as he drove and said it out loud again, "Oh my GOD!" He laughed out loud and re-played the evening over and over in his head. He knew[…]

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A brush with the law

I think I’m a pretty average guy. You know, medium build, medium complexion, medium brown hair, average looks. When I say “average looks,” I mean I’m no Brad Pitt, but then nobody ever got me[…]

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Axsona

I crouch down in the bushes, watching Axsona. She's thirteen, same age as me. We go to Laredo together. She has shoulder-length straight blonde hair. Her boobs are barley there and she has a petite[…]

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