I am back, been gone awhile, it was needed. Ok, Let's see .... I am a retired chef, a guitar player and a singer, my college time was spent in several bands and loving the thrill it gave. I was in Ohio at the time, 1975, and prior in high school in Indiana some small time garage band gigs. The band I was in in Ohio, Lickity Split, did a lot of work around Columbus as well as a couple of regional small tours. We opened for Edgar Winter Group, ZZ Top, and Grand Funk in 1975. I will never forget that time of my life. Now I play an acoustic mostly and sing for my grandkids, but if given the chance the road would take me away again. I was also Military. A Ranger in a LRRP unit (Long Range Recon Patrol) and enjoyed that as well. Yes I know, two sides of a coin, but they have both made me what I am today. I ended my career in the Army as a helicopter (Cobra) pilot. I spent my career in places we never were. If you have a military background you will understand the meaning of this, if not, let's just say the United States Army is never NOT at war. They are just not all declared. I am was a chef at a Wolfgang Pucks, now retired. I love Italian cooking and love to see peoples faces when they taste my food, always amusing. Now I am studying to get a CEH cert and start my own business. As well as doing some recording and writing. I have rambled on long enough. I am looking for friendships and conversations that will help with my writing. As far as other writers, I would be honored to hear from and relate to you. I am an open book, looking for a new life to explore and relish. The old one ended. Time for me to fly.........
I like the way it all melts together ............. makes more sense.
when my 7-month-old grandbaby, smiled, farted and then giggled and blushed .... it was so cute...
I keep checking out the posts in the think tank, hoping for some serious discussions on current and important issues. I see so many threads that one would assume would elicit such discussion from what are obviously intelligent clear-thinking individuals and I can finally enjoy such an exchange of ideas .... then I read past the OP and it always turns into the same thing. I have a 15 yo grandson that is living with me currently. I listen to the discussions he has with his friends when they are at my place and I hear the same type of discussion I read in the serious threads that fill the forum. Why can't we discuss and comment without all the juvenal back and forth? It is one thing in the more.... playful sections of the forum but this is supposed to be serious and insightful, or so I thought. This issue, as well as so many others that get sidetracked with these comments and side discussions, should give us a wealth of serious and enlightened discussions about the issues that bother us all. There are literally worlds of issues to discuss. I believe that one day I will enter one of these threads and be thrilled at the discussion that is produced. But unfortunately .... not yet.
Often ....... <img src="/images/emoticons/embarassed.gif" alt="Embarassed">
I sense she is so very nice but if I try really hard she just might be a little naughty
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I have to say tongue before finger ....
Lovely choice, congratulations Laura
Even as she pushes open the door to the club she can’t quite believe what she is doing. How else will she prove anything to those bitches, she is not a little girl and she is just as daring as them. Moving out the front door and around the side of the building to the back by the stage door. The band’s bus is parked in the back lot. They are always telling me I am too immature or childish to...
Added 29 Apr 2019 | Category Flash Erotica
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Sitting at the little diner, drinking a beer, wondering if the truth was really the way to go tonight. I sit here drinking a beer, she is in her apartment warm and cozy. She said maybe we should get back together. Not sure why I laughed but it was a mood killer. I mean she was the one that said we should take a break, hold off a bit. I guess later that day might have been a little soon but in...
Added 21 Mar 2019 | Category Reluctance
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He knew her name was Molly, he knew some of her past wasn’t very pretty. Her life so far, at such an early age, had been less than pleasant. Now she is 18, even though she looks alot younger. She had endured abuse from a very early age. It had continued as she lost her home and was on the street, no one cares about you on the street, that he knows for sure. She began to feel like maybe they...
Added 15 Aug 2011 | Category First Time
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Looking up at the sky, I’m thankful that at least it stopped raining. Not sure I really like these static displays but it gives me a chance to fly into a town and land in parking lots. These little displays are set up to give people a chance to look at the equipment, climb around on the aircraft and ask us questions. I happen to be a helicopter pilot stationed at Ft. Lewis, Washington. I fly...
Added 21 Jan 2019 | Category Uniform
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I was awakened by the movement of the bed. "I can't sleep," she whispered as she crawled into bed with me and under my arms. I fell back to sleep. I woke in the morning cold, clutching the dress they had buried her in ...... Not sure why I started there, I mean it is a stupid place to start right? Now you already know how this ends. What the hell, to late now, let's see .... Let's go back...
Added 04 Nov 2018 | Category Horror
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It hadn't been the same up on the mountain since she left. It had been five years now and I was starting to forget her face ...finally. It has been pretty quiet too since the Donaldsons left, packed up about nine months ago. They said it was too quiet and secluded, and didn't want to spend another winter. Hell, that's why I built my place here. To each his own. I used to be a...
Added 12 Aug 2018 | Category Voyeur
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Standing outside of her house, I watch the bedroom window, waiting for the light to go off. That's when I'll make my move. Her parents are gone for the weekend at some kind of retreat. Her father didn't want to go, but his wife thought that was what they needed for their tired marriage. You see, I'm their neighbor and I find out all the good dope on all my neighbors. That way I can practice...
Added 02 Aug 2018 | Category Horror
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I remember I think about it all the time. It was absolutely the best day of my life. We had so much fun, And yes, were deeply in love. Oh, the laughter was the best, it did come from nowhere And it really never mattered why. We scoffed when they said that it always changes, Just a few years they insisted, but We were in love and it could never happen. Everywhere is right, we were never apart,...
Added 16 Jun 2018 | Category Love Poems
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The room is brisk, her flesh so hot The mood is calm, His heart races As she is on her knees Hands on the floor as well They know without question That she will hold this pose For all to see, no For them to remember He moves to her Then she feels his hand They both hear the moans The pleas she growls so low Tells him her need He smiles, no need to demand Since she so willingly gives In to...
Added 05 Mar 2018 | Category Erotic Poems
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The lights dim as she is suddenly there. As I watch, she sits in a confy chair wearing nothing. I always imagine it just like this. Flame red hair, curly and flowing down her back. I watch as she looks my way, as if she can see me as well. Emerald green eyes beckon me to move closer, oh I wish it were possible. She starts with just touching, sliding her fingers along her skin, leaving a...
Added 04 Nov 2017 | Category Flash Erotica
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The First Encounter Kathy was a pretty girl for 16, she had a small waist, nicely developed tits, jet black hair and bedroom eyes as brown as can be. Not to mention a sweet little ass. She had never even kissed a boy because she had never even thought about boys. She was to be a freshman at the Catholic high school in Patterson, New Jersey. Patterson wasn’t a very nice town and she had to...
Added 18 Jan 2018 | Category First Time
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