Retro Stories

The summer of 1972 was a scorcher. We were in the middle of a drought, every day the heat seemed to sear your skin the moment you stepped into the sunlight. You knew how a Vampire felt at sunrise. I was seventeen years old; it was school holidays and I was on my paper round, pedaling my Malvern Star around the parched plains of Pascoe Vale. One last drop off. Mrs. Kuepper was the last delivery, a whole block away from the...

Between 1985 and 1989, I dated a man named Paul. I was in my late thirties at the time, and Paul was eleven years younger than I was. Without planning it, I was a "Cougar" before anyone really knew what the term meant. It happened by accident, and as I look back, was the best time, from a sexual stand point, of my life.Paul and I were very different people. I owned a real estate agency at the time, owned my own house, and...

She never considered something like this. Never in her life had she considered it at all. Shelly, an adorably attractive although a bit chubby in her opinion, was approached by Cam Nelson one late afternoon just after she’d heard an inside office joke. He loved her eyes and smile once he saw it. He adored how her face lit up after seeing her many a time never smiling, whatsoever, but finally just as she overheard the joke...