After all the noise and smoke and killings of 1881, Tombstone, Arizona began attracting scribes the way a buffalo corpse attracts vultures and flies. It seemed as if every newspaper back East had to have an eyewitness account of the big shootout between t...
Together let's shed all of our inhibitions Leaving them outside the bedroom door I know tonight I will be fucked by you Lusty and raw sex like never beforeMy body physically yearns for you The urgent caress of your strong hands I want to act out unspoken...
Jill walked through the front door of the Bluebird Bar covered with snow. She got a mischievous grin on her face when she saw me. She walked up to my station and set her large thermos on the bar between us. She had on a huge over-sized knit hat and mitten...
Many years later, after taking my virginity, Rosie would tell me that it was what I wrote to her in third grade that initially endeared me to her. A couple mean boys had taunted her about her skin color on the playground and I was a silent observer of the...
I do so love the storm of you. The wild wet winds of your passion Unleashed Unbound Untamed. But it is after the storm, when the calm sets back in and we lie entwined together, those are the moments I crave when apart. “Pillow time” you called it once. Th...
I’m just a pussy lickin' fool and that ain't no braggart’s lie. I love to lick your princess parts, I love it when you sigh. My mouth starts to salivate when I see your funky stuff. I’ll get all down and dirty and go divin' in your muff. I've been pleasin...
The world had become an awful place kicking me in the gut, day after day more bad news was the daily routineDoctors and nurses had little to sayBitter and broken when it was doneI thought sadness was my new way of lifeMy status quo an empty existence a fu...
Life will really kill you sometimes. You think you have it all lined up in your nice little plan, then the kind faced doctor looks at you and whispers his harsh truth in a voice of pained empathy. Everyone says you handle it well, that it will get better...
I am a farmer of fertile Kansas fields, considered by most to be a kind man with a welcoming smile. A pillar of the small farming community I call home, an elder at my church, and decent enough looking that women have commented on it over the years, parti...
