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Winter is usually a very slow season in the construction industry, and this year was even worse than normal. The economy had brought a lot of projects to a slow-down, if not cancelling them altogether. The upside was that it gave me time to spend the holidays visiting friends and family that I hadn’ t seen in a long time, thanks to my ex and her lovely and charming personality.

Knowing that I had a few weeks to kill, I decided to call a cousin that I had only seen once in the last twenty-five years, at our Grandmothers funeral. Continue reading »

The next day they docked, and Teel was taken to her new quarters. She sat around in her sumptuous surroundings with a host of servants anxious to ensure that she had everything that she wanted and was ready and waiting for their leader. Teel was bathed and perfumed and then dressed in one of many new clothes. She stood stiffly surveying her new wardrobe, while listening to the servants ooh and aah over the rich colors of the vibrant fabrics. Teel observed the thin cloths with a sardonic grimace, and just managed to sit still long enough for them to wrap one around her. Continue reading »

At last I was alone. For so long I had wanted to have a vacation in a spot like this with no worries about work or life back home. There were any number of men around, but they all seemed plastic. I mean they were all cast from the same mold and all used the same line. That was bothersome because I had hoped to meet some nice guy and get laid. Sort of blunt, but that’s the truth. I had been here six days and had seen the one I wanted, but he sat across from me at the tiki bar and though we made eye contact, he made no indication that he was interested so I just hoped and waited. Now I was at the point of desperation. Continue reading »

After a long, hot summer of doing almost nothing but work (and the occasional visits from some FWB’s), I was looking forward to August, when my son’s football team starts practice. I help coach the team, and have always enjoyed getting out there with the kids, and teaching them the game that I love. It doesn’t hurt that quite a few of the moms are pretty damn cute, too.

One evening, I was working with one of my lineman, who had made a remarkable turn- around from the year before. This year, he had gone from where-can-I fill-him-in, to holy-crap- the-kid-became-a-stud! I was teaching him some technique while we were waiting for his mother to pick him up after practice. Continue reading »

It was late when I had made it to my off-campus apartment from a wild birthday party for one of my fellow professors. I had managed to crawl between the covers before passing out. The endless beers and jello shots had pasted a number on my head and I fell into the weirdest set of dreams. Sometime during my fitful sleep I was roused by the loud sounds of bumping and thumping, not the next-door neighbors humping, as they often liked to do on Saturday mornings, since the sound was coming from the apartment on the other side, right next to my bedroom. As I rolled over and grumbled and tried to muffle the noise by hiding beneath the covers I remembered that this neighboring apartment had been empty for over a month and figured that someone had picked this morning-of all mornings-to move in. Continue reading »