Author's note As stated before this is my first time writng in a long time please bear with me, not as long I know working on it.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I have been staying at my parents' house since I lost my bartending job after the restaurant I worked at shut down for good two months ago. I've been pretty lethargic, sleeping most of the day and hanging out in a tiny little bedroom. I'

Time seemed to slow, as he crunched across the gravel towards me. Whoever he was, I could hear his boots grinding against the dirt, his tread loud and heavy. He sounded big. He sounded really big. "What are you doing here, hun?" He said, sto

I Suppose we have all done things we are not proud of, I like to think of myself as a gentleman, always accept no for an answer, never force myself on a woman. But I have let myself down on occasion. It was about 1988, I was serving in the Royal Navy,

Intro: Im Mike Brewer and my wife is Stacey. Im 36, 61 about 220 with short black hair, a beard and a little bit of a belly. I workout often and it shows but I also like to drink a cold beer after work. Stacey is 54 about 130 with long blonde hair, sp