“Mark! I’m over here!” I waved my hands wildly, trying to get my husband’s attention. It was useless though; he couldn’t hear me over the noise of the crowd and he hadn’t noticed our booth when he walked past. “Hey, lady. Can we get some pies here or not?” A sweaty, overweight man stood beside
This is a work of fiction and is not meant to portray any person living or dead, nor any known situation. Ever since Howard died I’ve never sought a relationship with men. Don’t get me wrong I still love cock but Howard was rare. As great a lover he was, he was an even better
Harold Spencer Eversly was on vacation in Acapulco with his Mom. He was sixteen but looked younger. His father had died suddenly when he was only eight leaving his Ma a very rich woman. She was very possessive and Harold was something of a mother’s boy. They traveled around a lot, all over the world.
Rat-a-tat-tat! The banging on the back door could only mean one thing; Tommy was here to visit with Jimmy. Without waiting for an answer, Tommy popped open the screen door and marched into the kitchen. “Jimmy around,” he asked? “I’m sorry, Tom, but Jimmy and his dad went shopping for a new bike,” replied Mrs.
My hand was trembling as I dialed the number, this was a completely new thing for me, I had never before done anything like it. The card in the phone box said “all services available”; well we would soon find out. I was absolutely terrified, but at the same time incredibly excited. What would the