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A couple of weeks had gone by since Susan’s last massage when she called me at the office and said she was in the mood and asked whether I’d…
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A couple of weeks had gone by since Susan’s last massage when she called me at the office and said she was in the mood and asked whether I’d…
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We moved to Indonesia during July 1992. We had only been in our new Indonesian home for a couple of months when I returned from a day at the office and…
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Upon returning from to the USA after my prolonged but delightful first business trip to Indonesia, my employer requested that I take a posting to Jakarta. Mrs. Hornibastard #2 (“Susan”) and…
In 1992 Mrs. Hornibastard #2 and I were both unwittingly introduced to the delightful world of Asian digital depravities.
This is the epic tale of how we each learned to adapt to and enjoy…
I didn’t lose my virginity in a cave, but it was in a cave where I had my first make-out and steamy mutual grope session.
At first, my heart wasn’t really in it. I was…
Cheryl was a beauty of my distant past. I had not given her much thought since I posted the story of my “Golden Opportunity Missed.”
But a couple of weeks ago I woke up from a…
If the 1953 musical comedy “Gentlemen Prefer Blondes” proves anything, it proves that, despite my claims to the contrary,* I am NOT a gentleman.
I’m not saying I have never been attracted to blondes.…
The news is full of stories about all the “bad boys” who won’t take “no” for an answer.
But there are also women out there who won’t take “no” for an answer.
Admittedly, the dynamics differ. It…
I consider it absurd that some advocate “asking permission” of a woman before you kiss her, fondle her or get sticky with her.
The way some people approach this topic, I surprised no one has…