Mr. Harrington was my favorite teacher in high school. He was twenty-three and in just his second year of teaching. He was only six years older than me when I was in his English class. He was the most handsome man, with the most incredible sparkling blue eyes, I had ever seen. I still clearly remember how I used to fantasize about running my fingers through his sandy-blonde hair while I sat in his classroom, staring at hi...

I guess I was a little slow in becoming sexually active, at least that is the way it felt listening to almost all my friends describe all the encounters they had had with the much discussed 'Penis'. It seemed like every time I got together with my friends, who were sixteen or seventeen too, the subject always turned to boys and everyone seemed like they had a new experience with a boy to share. Not me. With rather strict...

I couldn't wait to get out of town during the summer's first humid hot spell. I was looking forward to a few days away from the kids' latest crisis and a grouchy husband. It was always so nice up at the lake where my older sister and her husband lived. Their home had become a sanctuary for me the last few years. Sharon and Ted had been high school sweethearts and had gotten married after their first year in college. Early...