Link To Episodes Of Jacues. I've only done episode two on top and two below on that link so far, but I intend on doing many more if I think that viewers are enjoying reading them. Let me know if I should continue the episodes.

  There was a woman in the water.

 I thought. "I better call the Bridge and tell them."

 I was about to turn for the Bridge.

 But I thought to myself.

 "Her arms are waving at me and beckoning me to come in the water with her."

 She had a radiant smile and when I looked further, I realized that she was wearing no clothes. She had the most beautiful body that I had ever seen.

 After months at sea, the site of a beautiful womans breasts were wonderful. I felt like jumping in the water to rescue her. But I knew we had a protocal for such things and I knew I had to get a grip on myself.

 I thought to myself. "Oh my God. I'm having a mermaid fantasy. Of course she can't be real. After all were a thousand miles from the nearest land and thats even a long swim for a mermaid."

 I knew deep down that she couldn't be real, but I wanted her to be real. I needed her to be real. After months at sea without a woman, I was going to enjoy the sight of her regardless if she was real or not.

 

 I thought. "I have to keep my wits about me."

 But, I couldn't help but stare. She kept waving her arms at me and revealing the most perfect breasts I had ever seen.

 Just then my shipmate Don appeared. He said to me.

 "You see it to. Don't you?"

 I said. "Tell me first what you see."

 Don shouted out. "I see Jesus."

 I asked. "Are you seeing Jesus as a Woman or as a Man?"

 Don replied. "Everyone knows Jesus is a Man."

 I replied back. "I like to keep an open mind on that subject."

 Don just laughed and said. "Man, you're whipped."

 I thought to myself. "Who knows whats really out there, if anything? But for sure, we all need to hit a port soon."

 I thought to myself. "If I'm seeing Mermaids, the entire crew has to be crackers by now."

 But then I thought to myself. "Maybe guys like I and Don, were really the lucky ones. Maybe each of us seeing what we wanted to see would keep us sane."

 A few weeks later, we hit a port at last. I went to Jesse's Cafe to unwind and have a decent meal. Jesse was sort of my little secret. She was a girl that could really cook and she always made you feel at home.

 I glanced up as I noticed the Cafe door open. A woman with the most fantastic body that I had ever seen, walked through the door.

 I thought to myself. "I've only seen that ravashing a woman once before and it was in my recent mermaid fantasy."
 
 As I poured my beer, I noticed that the ravishing mermaid was walking over to me. She had a very sexy blouse on and she had plenty of opened buttons showing off the cleavage of her magnificent breasts.

 I felt sheer delight as I watched her breasts bounce as she walked. Looking down I noticed she was wearing a very short and tight skirt. She moved like a sex machine. She was 100% certified pure woman.

 She smiled and said. "I've seen you on television."

 I smiled back and said. "Thank you for the compliment, but I'm not an actor, I'm just a Sailor."

 She said yes. "The Yankee Sailor that said eh seven times on Japanese television."

 I laughed and said. "Oh, you saw that eh."

 She said. "Yes. I'm a reporter and I tried to talk with you soon after I watched the news clip. You made my fantasy change flags."

 I asked? "Change flags?"

 She said. "Yes. Before that news clip, I had always envisioned a rustic Canadian Sailor in my fantasy, but you changed all that."

 I laughed and said to her. "I recently had a mermaid fantasy that looked just like you."

 She laughed and said. "Wow, you just topped any other line I ever heard. Why do you sound so Canadian?"

 I explained to her. "Since the day I was born, there was a Canadian family from Newfoundland that lived next door to me. My family and theirs were very close and I picked up an enormous amount of their words and manerisms without realising it."

 She said. "I find your voice incredibly sexy."

 "Thank you." I said, as her sexy talk was now giving me a throbbing erection.

 She asked. "Why didn't the Navy want anyone to interview you?"

 I explained to her. "That I had no idea that the TV cameras were rolling and I had no clearance to say what I said. Someone had asked me to say a few words for their scrap book. And thats all I thought I was doing."

 She said. "No wonder the interview was so good. Thats why it went off as being so natural."

 I thought to myself. "Oh baby. Do I ever feel like getting all natural with you. Months at sea without a woman and now I'm sitting here talking. Oh, I don't want to really have a conversation with you right now. I just want to make love to you. Oh, yeah, lets just go somewhere private."

 I told her. "The press may have liked it. But it didn't do much for my Naval Career. I was told that they got a very angry call from Washington and blamed me for setting our relations back about ten years with the Soviet Union."

 I thought to myself. "What the hell am I doing. Why am I talking about the Russians to her? Screw the Russians. I haven't had anything in months."

 She laughed and said. "Oh yes. I can see why Washington may have been upset. That clip of you pointing to the North and saying that Japan and the US must stay unified as long as there is that evil empire to the North."

  I said to her. "Look, this is all of the record."

 She smiled and said, "I understand."

 Just then Jesse brought over her plate, and asked. "Would you rather have it at this table?"

 She said. "Do you mind?"

 I replied. "Of course not, I always keep this table reserved for my favorite mermaids."

 As we talked, I realized that my mermaid, was not only ravishing, but she was also quite brilliant, very political and had a sense of humor and wit, that was very unique. I went for her, hook, line and sinker.

 All my little worries about Jimmy Carter and the Russians were quickly fading away. Then she pulled her chair back and crossed her legs. She had the sexiest legs I had ever seen. I couldn't even imagine sexier legs in a wet dream as nice as hers.

 As she crossed her legs, her skirt rode up her legs and revealed a beautiful pair of thighs. Then she leaned back in the chair and I could notice her blouse tugging at her very beautiful breasts. Then she uncrossed her legs and leaned back some more on the chair while letting her legs spread out wide from her skirt, further revealing her very firm and sexy thighs.

 As her skirt rode further up her legs, I told her. "I can't help but stare at your beautiful thighs. This my first day in port after being out a few months."

 She smiled and seemed pleased and thanked me for the compliment. Then she leaned over and placed her hand on my knee and said. "Your quite a treat yourself."

 I laughed and said. "Ah, I bet you say that to all your sailors."

 Suddenly she bent down to take something out of her bag. As she bent over I got a birds eye view of her very shapley breasts.

 She pulled a pen out of her bag and said. "You've got to write your ships phone number down for me."

 I watched as the pen fell out of her hand and on to my lap. As she reached for the pen on my lap, her fingers brushed my pants zipper and seemed to linger longer than would be expected. She didn't say anything, but I noticed she had quite a smile on her face.

 She turned and said to me. "I know this very remote part of the beach where I take all my Sailors. Would you like to see it?"

 I said sure. "I would love to see it."

 It was truely a beautiful and romantic spot. As I gazed into her eyes I gently pressed my lips on hers. After a few short seconds, I realised that her lips were as hungry for mine as I were for hers.

 As I put my arms around her and felt her breasts press against my chest, it felt wonderful again to smell a womans sweet perfume.

 She twirled her tongue around mine as I drove my tongue deep inside her mouth. I unbuttoned her blouse and started to kiss her upper breasts as I felt her hands unbuttoning my shirt. I unfastened her bra as she bit sharply into my neck.

 Her breasts felt wonderful to touch. They were firm and nicely shaped. As I started to swirl my tongue around her nipples, I could feel her hands unbuckling my belt. Now my pants and shorts were pulled down and her head was on my lap, as her tongue twirled around me. Her hand reached over to adjust the lever to push the car seat back.

 As I sucked harder on her nipples, my hands reached under her skirt and moved up her thighs. Now seeing that her nipples were rock hard, I pulled her panties off and rubed my hand there until she was totaly saturated.

 She climbed on my lap and entered me into her. At first I thrusted into her slowly savoring the pleasure in every thrust, but as she got more and more excited, her thighs started to pound me with vigor, until at last, I exploded.

 We dressed and then took a wonderful walk, hand in hand on the beach as the full Moon reflected off the water. I had found my fantasy mermaid and she had found her fantasy sailor.

 When you live in New York City, downtown represents, the up and comers, or the new money, as its called. Uptown represents the established and entrenched, the old money as its called.

Bob had always worked downtown, he loved the narrow and crowded streets of Wall Street. Loved to grab a kinish or a hot dog from a vendor as he rushed down the bustling streets, reading the latest financial news while speeding down the street.

A break from the hectic work day was a fresh ocean breeze at the downtown Sea Port. Boarding a boat there for dinner with the Calypso music playing was an enjoyable after work experience. You could throw off your tie and have a good drink with dinner and talk about everything and anything.

Wall Streeters are perhaps the most democratic of topic talkers in all of New York City, and yes, the noise, everyone is always talking loud and everyone is always opinionated, but it a nice sort of way, and the laughs are always rolling.

But uptown is a whole different world, its quite jogs in and around Central Park and reflective tranquilty at the Boat House. A thrill packed day for the uptowners is a romp through the European Art Galleries at the Met.

But for Bob, the all around downtown guy, life would take a strange turn. He left downtown, and took a job uptown. And he would meet his uptown girl in a very unusual way.

He was fairly new to his uptown job, and he was still trying to acclimate to his new surroundings. Bob had to see one of the woman he worked with about a project, he was working on. He headed toward where she was, and when he got into vision of her, just then, she put her leg up on a chair to tie her sneaker.

Bob knew she always switched to sneakers at a certain time of day to go jogging. She was really into fitness. But as she lifted her leg on to the chair to tie her sneaker, her skirt rode up her leg, revealing the most beautiful thigh.

It was toned and solid from all the jogging. He kept coming toward her, just about hypnotised by the vision of her ravaneous beauty, and then crash. He was so busy looking at Monica that he hadn't noticed that there was an obstruction on his path to her.

He tripped over the objects, that he would have normally noticed, and before he knew it, he was laying on the floor with a slight trickle of blood flowing from his chest and a small blood stain showing on his shirt. Monica ran over to help him and said, let me get something to stop that bleeding.

To his surprise, she pulled a first aid kit out of her office. She said, don't move, you may have hurt your back. Then she unbottoned his shirt and applied gauze to stop the bleeding. He said, I think I'm okay, just a few scratches.

Then Bob got up and said, see I'm fine, but thanks. Then she said, wait, let me put some disinfectant on that cut. She said, this is going to sting. She rubed the disinfectant all over the cut, but rather then feeling a sting, all Bob could feel was her gentle caressing touch.

Bob knew that he should have been in pain, but he was so turned on by her, all he could think of was, wow, she's dynamite. The next day, he took Monica to lunch to repay her for her medicinal treatment, and they both really seemed to click.

At first Bob felt a natural and normal lust for such a beautiful and sexy woman that Monica was. But as he got to know her better, he felt an unusual comfort with her. He was more relaxed with her than any other woman he had ever known.

His feelings of lust were quickly being replaced by genuine feelings of affection. He felt something very different with her compared to other woman. He couldn't even quite understand it himself. But he knew she made him laugh and he truely enjoyed her company.

She was different than any downtown girl that Bob had ever known. Bob liked her a lot, but had thought that she was out of his reach. He thought he just didn't have the kind of sophistication that she would expect from a guy. But after that chance meeting Bob was now more determined than ever.

He knew he was up against it, but she was too wonderful to pass up. And Bob wasn't a quiter. When he made up his mind about something, he went for it. In College, Bob had always been at the top of his class. Things didn't always come easy for him, but he had an incredible determination. He pined for her and he decided that he would do his darndest to win her over.

Bob thought, well for her, I can make a few adjustments. Bob started to date her and went to a few places with her that he would never normaly go. Broadway plays, Opera's, Night Clubs, all places that never entered Bob's mind. He was an avid sports fan and pre Monica, it was hockey and basketball, but he went where she wanted because he just wanted to be with her, and now the place was secondary in his mind, and she was foremost in his mind.

Monica invited Bob out to the Hamptons for the weekend, not really his kind of neighborhood, but how could he refuse. For the downtown people, weekends were spent at the New Jersey shore, or Joisey, as they liked to pronounce it. Bob knew the Hamptons were a whole different world for him. At the Hamptons, he met her friends and family and he tried to be as uptownish as he could be, but this was the world of the movers and shakers, this was a world that he knew was much easier to be born into.

But he did his best to get along with everyone and the main thing was, he was there to be with her. They had dinner with her friends and family, and then took a walk on the beach together. The beach, the moonlight, everything was beautiful and quite romantic.

Monica took Bob to a place on the beach, that she said was special to her. She said that since she was a child, this had always been, her own special place and now she wanted to share it with him. They strolled along the beach, hand in hand, and then when they got to a part of the beach that was absolutely beautiful, she said to him, this is it, this is my special place.

The sun had just set and a full moon was rising. It was beautiful how the moon was reflecting off the water. It was very romantic. She gazed into his eyes and then moved her lips close to his and then started to kiss him. He thrusted his tongue deep inside her mouth and as he went deeper, he could feel her embrace keep tightening around him. Then she suddenly pulled her mouth away from his to speak.

She said, I would like to do something that I haven't did since I was a little girl. He said, yes, what is it. She replied, I would like to wade into the water and feel innocent again. She touched her hand with his, and said come with me.

Bob watched with surprise as she started to remove her clothes while folding them and carefuly placing them on the sand. Bob undressed and carefuly placed his clothes over hers to protect her clothes from the blowing sand.

 As they walked naked, hand in hand into the freezing water, she screamed, oh, I feel innocent and free again. They then embraced, and even with the freezing waters swirling around them, Bob felt as if his body was on fire with the heat of passion.

He could feel her firm breasts pressing against his chest as her hands squeezed at his waist. His hands slid down the front of her body from her stomach and stopped to squeeze her solid thighs. She then started to rub her waist into his while allowing her hands to slide down past his waist. As her hands explored below his waist, he started to gently move his hands up her thighs and gently caressed below her waist.

They then started to walk back toward the sand, but they could wait no longer. Before they were completly out of the water, they were suddenly on the ground. While the water began to splash over them Bob found himself embraced in Monica's arms.

As Bob slid his hands down Monica's thighs, he could feel her bite hard into his neck. As a large wave started to crash over them, Bob picked up Monica in his arms and carried her back to the beach. As he layed her down in the sand, they kissed while he drove his toongue deep inside her mouth. It was cold but their combined body heat was sustaining them from the cold night air.

Monica then squeezed her arms tight around Bob's waist and screamed I love you. Bob screamed back, I love you to. As Bob gently touched her breasts, Monica's fingers dug into Bob's back. As his hands moved down from her breasts to her waist, Monica then spread her thighs wide apart.

 As she felt his hands wander down from her waist, she yelled I love you. As Bob braced himself over her he said I love you to. As their passion climaxed Bob said, never in my life have I felt this wonderful. Monica replied, never did I think that life could be as wonderful as this.

 They stood and had one last kiss and embrace before getting dressed. Bob said I've never felt this way with anyone before, you're truely wonderful. Monica started to cry and said I've been waiting all my life for someone to say that to me. Oh, God, how I love you.

Then Monica and Bob strolled back hand in hand. Monica then turned to Bob and smiled, and said, you know were going to be bored out of our mind now by their idle chit chat. Bob squezzed Monica's hand, and said, it doesn't matter. Then Monica said, I'm glad you came, and did I ever tell you how much I prefer downtown guys.

Bob laughed and said, did I ever tell you how much I prefer uptown girls. She was uptown and he was downtown, but that weekend it didn't matter. Bob thanked her for sharing her special place with him. And then she said, do you have a special place you wan't to show me.

Bob said, yeah, sure, but its a little bit out of your neighborhood. Monica said, oh where is it. Bob laughed and said, its on the Joisey Shore.
 

 I didn't write this, but I thought that it was so good, that I would link it here. This was written by Lila, an up and coming gifted writer that is currently working on two books. Lila was a big help to me when I first joined East Of The Web's uncut journal. In fact Lila helped me write a good deal of "Going All The Way." I used several of Lila's lines that she gave me for that story.

 

  Now Lila has written a very good story about two people that find eachother in Cyber Space. I think its very romantic and very heart felt. She did an excellent job on a topic that's hard to write about. I can say that from experience, because I tried to write about a love affair in Cyber Space, but just couldn't get it right. Anyway Lila's" An Ocean Apart" is well worth reading. This is the link to Lila's story. http://www.eastoftheweb.com/uncut/node/view/3200

  Paul slid the third button from it's tight slit of her soft, pink, blouse. His heart was racing. She's never allowed it this far before. Fingers now touching, where they dared not before, Kay's heart was pounding as she felt his hands slide quickly down her blouse.

 His hands were now  firmly on her waist. She  felt her blouse now open wide. Her eyes glanced down  to watch his fingers undo her last blouse button. Boldly, he pulled her blouse upward, untucking it from her skirt.

 She said nothing, choosing instead to tease his mouth, touching her tongue softly on its lower lip. Feeling his hands slide firmly underneath the the cups of her bra excited her, causing her to bite hard on his lip. Gulping hard, he pulled his mouth away from hers, and placed his lips firmly on her upper breasts.

 Breasts now bouncing as she breathed heavy, his lips sucked hard just above her bra.

 She thought to herself. "Should I let him take my bra. I know he wants to. He's going to do it."

 While inhaling deeply; he blew a breath of hot air down her breasts. Without hearing stop, he boldly pulled her blouse back to her shoulders and slid it off, throwing it to the floor.

 Lifting his shirt up high, her eyes feasted on the site of his rippling chest, as he pulled it over his head and off. Tossing the shirt to the floor, his eyes focused on her bra. Looking into her eyes for a clue, she blinked nervously.

 He wanted to pull her bra off her right away, but he hesitated.

 He thought. "Maybe I should wait and see if she pulls it off herself."

 Then he thought. "She's expecting me to pull it off her."

 He thought. "I'll give her a chance to say something if she thinks I'm going to far."

 Hearing nothing from her, he wondered to himself. "Should I ask her if I can remove the bra."

 He thought. "I shoud just do it. Now, I should do it now."

 She trembled as his fingers moved behind her back and unhooked her bra.

"Hot damn. Her bra unhooked on the very first try." He thought to himself.

 Quickly sliding off her, he watched in sheer delight, as her bra fell to the floor. He pulled her close to him, as her breasts now pressed firmly on his chest. Gripping her buttocks firmly, he pushed her tight against his waist.

 Rubing close up against his waist, she could feel him, now erect, bulging through his pants.

 "It feels so soft." He thought as he felt his erection bumb up between her thighs.

 Now trembling, her hands gripped his belt buckle.
 
"That's a move she had never made before." Paul thought.
 
 Wondering how much further she would go, he thought. "I'll press myself hard between her legs just to see how she reacts."

 Pressing into her, he felt her push herself flush against his pants. Feeling his heart pounding ever harder, he breathed heavy on her. Feeling his heavy breaths, she realised, he was just as excited as her.

 Suddenly he felt his belt unbuckle, watching her pull it off his pant loops, and throwing it to the floor. Now gulping hard his pants button became undone. His heart raced as his felt her fingers on his pants zipper.

 He could feel her hand pressed against the zipper. Her fingers were spread out wide and held firmly and flush with the zipper.

 "What's she doing"? He wondered.

 "Make up your mind Kay". He thought to himself.

 He wondered. "Will she pull it down or am I being teased?"

 His heart pounded thunderously, as she suddenly pulled the zipper down and open.

 He thought. "At last, she's going all the way."

 Staring at his now, wide, open pants she placed her hands firmly on the front of his shorts, exploring the very tight slit. Pulling at both ends of the tight slit her fingers pried it opened.

 Reaching her hand through the slit of his shorts, she felt his throbbing erection and pulled it slowly, through the slit opening. With a trembling hand her fingers stroked him curiously.

 Totaly suprised at her aggresive move, he  looked down to watch what she was doing to him, and then just stood there enjoying her fingers
touching him there for the very first time.

"Why did you stop?" She asked.

"I don't wanna go too far." He replied.

 With a smile, she said. "Thats okay, today I decided I want to go all the way."

"Are you really sure?"

"Yes, I'm really sure."
 

 Feeling her tongue swirling around his nipples, his hands slipped under her dress and firmly touched her thighs. Her mouth moved down his rippling chest, planting a series of bites on his skin.

 Responding to this new pleasure, he gently touched her breasts and then cuped them in his hand while gently sucking her nipples with his lips.

 Moaning, she dug her nails deeply into his back. Reaching for her skirt zipper, he pulled it down and slid her panties down and off. Feeling his hand slide in between her thighs, her fingers moved below his waist and touched him lovingly.

 With her hand held out to him, he took it as she lead him over to her bed. Pulling off the bedspread, she hesitated, then looked at him, as she threw the bed spread to the floor.

 Both of them, now trembling nervously, climbed slowly into bed. At first they held eachother tight in their arms and just kissed. Gradually as their kisses became more intent, they started to feel more comfortable in bed together.

 "I think she's ready now." Paul thought.

 Seeing that she was now laying back on the bed seductivly, he started to gently, run his hands  up and down between her thighs. Now, feeling, a soaking saturation in his hands, he felt that the time was now right.

 He placed his body over hers. As he braced himself he could feel her hand grip him firmly, as she slowly guided him into her.

 Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, he felt her hands push his buttocks down, driving him deeply inside of  her. She moaned with joy as he began to thrust, faster and deeper.

 Legs wrapping ever tighter around him, he tried to think of other things, and it helped him hold back for a while. Gripping his buttocks again, as she pushed down ever harder on him, he let go at last.

 Embraced in each others arms, they held each other tenderly. Kay whispered to Paul.

 "I'm glad I had my first experience with you."

 Paul whispered back "ditto" and kissed her softly on her lips.

 

  I suppose that just about everyone that lives near a creek or a lake takes a skinny dip at some point with a friend. Its quite a normal and natural thing to do actualy. But at least in Robert's case, he never experienced a skinny dip.

 With no near by creek, or lake, a skinny dip, at least for him, seemed, a bit out of reach. But life can be surprising at times and can take a strange turn, when you least expect.

 The girl he worked with, Julie, had invited him to go to the beach with her and her family. She told him that they were going to a beach where the surf was really great.

 As beautiful as this girl was, he was just a tad nervous about her. He wanted to go out with her, but he kept thinking about her Dad's collection of 50 pistols. Her Dad, made a special point of showing Robert his pistol collection the night he brought her home from the office Christmas party.

  Robert's desire for Julie kind of slipped out that night when, Julie's Dad said, isnt she a beauty, and Robert said. "Yes, your daughter is exceptionaly beautiful."

 Julies Dad, cocked the trigger back on the pistol and said. "I was talking about the pistol, not my daughter."

 With that Robert nervously replied. "Yes your pistol is a beauty to."

 When Robert mentioned that to Julie. She said. "Oh, he's just trying to bond with you. Anyway he didn't shoot you. Did he?"

 Robert thought. "Would I ever like to score with her. But I guess her Dad would shoot me if I did."

 He loved it when she tried to turn a good night kiss on the porch into a love fest. He wanted to have a romp with her so bad. But as she slid her hands down the back of his pants on her front porch, he noticed a Lady opening a window and starring at them.

 Robert was the kind of guy, that liked to go the whole nine yards. His way was flowers, a romantic dinner, soft music. He had a passion. But her passion, was wanting a tasty treat. All guys were to Julie, were tasty treats.

 She didn't think of anything but sex. All she wanted was great sex. But her Dad's gun collection, kept her a virgin. Every guy in her neighborhood was affraid that her Dad would shoot them if they had sex with her.

  Robert was turned on my Julie's out of control emotions. He was passionate, but he was thoughtful when it came to passion and he just liked a girl like Julie, that really got his motor running.

 With her great body and intensity, it was easy for him to forget where they were. He kept thinking we'll get caught up in a moment of passion, and her Dad will be standing there with one of his pistols.

 But then he tought. "Hey, she's worth it. That bod is worth getting shot for."

 But yet, something attracted Robert to Julie aside from just the obvious chemical attraction. He just sensed something about her, but he just couldn't understand quite what it was. Robert was a real player.

 With his very good looks, women were readily attracted to him. But yet, he was as mental as he was passionate. He wouldn't date a girl, only because she had a fantastic body. He had to like her personality, the way she held a conversation.

 Robert wanted it all. He wanted a woman with a dynamite body, but he also wanted a woman that could hold a conversation after he had great sex with her. He knew Julie had a fantastic body, but he just wasn't sure if she had the kind of mind set he expected in a woman.

 So, he thought. "I've got to find a way to get to know her a little better before I think about sleeping with her."

 But yet all he could think about was sleeping with her. Just hearing her sexy voice would give him an incredible turn on. With her fantastic body, he just abandoned his rule book. He just had to make it with her. She was all he could think of.

 He was quite a book reader, and as good looking as he was, he would be just as happy reading a good book as he would be dancing with a fantastic looking woman on a dance floor of a hot club. He had a gentle and caring personality.

 He loved life itself, and he had many interests and many curiousities. He would look at things and wonder why they were. Knowledge was an essential ingredient that his whole being craved. He wanted to understand everything, and it made him a little nervous, that he couldn't completly understand Julie.

 But he thought to himself. "What's their to understand about Julie? She's a dynamite chic that most guys could only have wet dreams about. But she digs me as much as I dig her. Wow am I one lucky guy."

 He loved being single and he loved his freedom. But yet, when he was around her, he kind of got a strange feeling. A feeling that made him even a little affraid and dubious. A feeling as if, perhaps, she was going to change the comfortable world he lived in.

 Sure, he had lustful feelings for her that were quite carnal in nature, but there was more, much more. Yes, he couldn't wait to have a roll in the hay with her, but it was more than just sex with her.

 He felt someting for Julie, that he never quite felt for any other woman before. It scared the hell out of him. But he really felt deep down, that she was going to crash open the gates of his very happy world that he had gotten so accustomed to. So, he did what most guys do, when they get that feeling, he went for it.

 He was losing sleep at night just thinking about her. He had to have her. He didn't know if I wanted to marry her, but his lust for her was overwhelming. His resistence for falling in love would crumble faster that he ever had anticipated.

 Yes, he knew that once he was  alone with her,  those walls of resistance would come tumbling down. Being a red blooded male, he just couldn't resist seeing Julie in a sexy bikini.

 So when she said the beach.
 

 "Well, a public place, not bad." He thought.

 She had a va, va, va, voom body and he was really looking forward to seeing her in a bikini.
 

 "I'll get to see her fantastic body wrapped up in her tight bikini and she wont do anything to wild to me, with everyone around, and most likely her Dad wouldn't take any of his 50 pistols to the beach with him." So, he thought.
 

 "Okay, I could go for getting a little sun tan anyway."

 "Great, I'll come by Saturday morning." 

 "Thanks, it will be nice having you." She said as she licked her lips with her tongue.

 With a seductive smile. He replied.

 "Having me."

 She smiled back seductively and said.

 "Yes, your on my menu".

 Then she licked her lips with her tongue again and laughed and said.

 "I think you'll make a tasty snack."
 

 "Later, a tasty snack. Oh, what do you have cooking?" He replied. 

 He knew what she was really saying, of course. It made him feel good to know that she lusted for his body just as much as he lusted for her body. He knew they were destined to have a roll in the hay, soon, very soon.

 He knew she would seduce him if he were alone with her. It was just a chemical thing that he could feel. And he wanted it. He just couldn't wait for her to seduce him. But he didn't know if those chemical feelings would be to appropriate when he knew her Dad had a collection of 50 pistols.

 So he really liked the idea of the beach, nice and public, and with everyone around, she could only excite him, but not seduce him.

 But in a way, she already had seduced him. His pleasant dreams of her were getting more and more intense every night. He wanted her, but he didn't want to play by her rules. He didn't think that true romance should be 100% sex, but yet, she had him sexualy wound up, as if he were a wind up toy.

 He couldn't get her off his mind. All night long he dreamed of her. It was a relief when the morning sun streamed into his bedroom at last.

 He showered and wondered to himself. "Why am I putting on my most expense cologne, when I'm going to the beach?"

 So that morning he showed up at her house all ready for the beach, but she told him she had terrible stomach cramps and couldn't go.

 Being a nice guy, and never doing anything of a deceptive nature himself, he bought the stomach cramp story, hook, line, and sinker. He felt genuine concern for her supposed ailment.

 Never did it occur to him, that she had any ulterior motives. Being the kind of guy he was, he just wanted to be there for her. Any thoughts of her in a bikini just left his mind. To him at least, she was now a damsel in distress.

 "They're all leaving for the beach now, could you stay with me a while?" She asked.
 

 "Sure, let me know what I can do."

 So all of her family drove off for the beach and left him there to take care of her, at least he thought. As the car drove away she seemed to perk up.

 She turned the stereo on and said.

 "Lets dance."

 "Lets dance." He said, looking puzzled.

 "Yeah, I'm feeling much better now."

 Then she played a slow song on her stereo and they started to embrace and kiss. He then felt her hands start to do some unexpected wandering underneath the back of his pants, and then the alarm bells started to go off in his head.

 "You smell wonderful Robert." She said, as she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.

 "You smell good to." Robert replied.
 

 "Oh, she set me up. She got me over here on the beach ploy, and now her family are gone for the day at the beach and I'm all alone with her." He thought.

 Then he thought."Wow, what luck. I'm gonna score at last with her. And I don't even have to worry about her Dad shotting me, at least not today anyway."

 "Are you here Robert?" She asked.

 "What do you mean Julie?" He replied

 "Okay Robert, let me draw you a picture. You and I on the beach with my family and all the other people they're. How romantic would that have been?"

 "Julie, we would have still been together, that would have been romantic enough for me."

 "Oh, Robert, thank you for saying that. No one has ever said anything to me like that. Oh your just so sweet. You have no idea how much you just turned me on. Let me give you a big hug for that."

 "Oh Julie, what are you doing? If you're trying to turn me on, its working."

 Things were starting to really get steamy. One of her hands were now starting to slide down the front of his pants. He was really starting to get excited, but then he started to think about her Dad's gun collection again.

 While unbuttoning his shirt, she was now kissing his chest from the top to the bottom as he felt his shirt slide off. As her hands glided up and down his chest, he wasn't sure what to do. Things were moving very fast.

 As he moved his tongue deep inside her mouth, he could feel her nails dig deep into his back. He knew she was getting excited, but he wasn't sure what to do.

 He could feel her hands unbuckling his belt. As he said.

 "Wait, no, don't do that."

 He could feel the zipper of his pants going all the way down.

 "Wait for what?" She said as she pulled his pants down his legs with a smile.

      
 "Were going kind of fast here." He said

 Before he could finish the sentence he could feel one of her hands slide underneath his bathing trunks.

 "Why don't we take a swim in your pool if your feeling better?" He said to her.

 He thought being in her pool, out in the open would cool her down a bit.

 "I already have the trunks on anway." He tought.

 "Okay Sounds good." She said.

 She then started to unbutton her blouse, and he just assumed that she had her bathing suit underneath her clothes. But she didn't.

 Robert watched with surpise as her bra came off and slid to the floor. Robert thought to himself, "Oh what a bod."

 He stared at the site of her perfectly shaped breasts. Whatching them bounce as she moved gave Robert an instant erection.

 "What are you doing?" He sreamed, as he watched her slip her panties off.

 "What's wrong Robert? She asked.

 "I didn't expect this, I'm just totaly confused now. You look beautiful, but I'm just too surprised. Your making all the moves, and I feel as if I need a compas."

 "Robert, your life is to sructured, you need a few surprises." She said laughingly.

 Robert wanted to make love to her right there. She had the most beautiful body he had ever seen. His best wet dream couldn't even compare to how hot she looked standing there, right before his eyes. He tried to be cool, but his entire body now lusted for her. 

 "What are you doing?" Robert asked.

 "Were going skinny dipping," she smiled seductively.

 "But everyone will see us, and I'm a little shy about parading around in my birthday suit." He said, feeling a little nervous.

 "If I'm not worried about it, then why should you?" She said with a smile.

 "What will everyone think of my rising antenna problem I'm having, due to watching you strip here? He asked.

 Laughing hard now, she said. "You've had a rising antenna problem since the first day I walked into the office. You didn't think I didn't notice how slow you get up from your chair, when I'm around you." She said.

 Shaking her head, she continued to strip."No, we have a privacy fence. Come on Robert, kick those pants off." Her smile was irresistible and he decided not to leave the invitation unanswered.

 "Okay, I'm kicking them off."

 "The trunks also Robert" said Julie.

 "How can I swim without my trunks?" Robert replied.

 Laughing, Julie asked. "How many fish have you noticed wearing trunks, Robert?"

 Robert replied, "But I'm not a fish".

 Julie replied, "Robert, this is skinny dipping, meaning, no trunks."

 "You're not are you?" Robert asked, as Julie placed her hands on Robert's waist.

 "Yes I am." Julie replied as she pulled Robert's trunks down to his ankles.

 "Are you always this aggresive with your dates?" Robert asked with a smile.

 Looking down below Robert's waist, Julie replied. "Only when my dates are as sexy looking as you."

 Looking at her seductively, Robert said. "Now you're not taking me into the pool to seduce me now, are you?"

 Smiling back seductively, she said. "Come in my pool and find out."

 "Im game." Robert, said with a big smile.

 

 "Take my hand Robert" said Julie.

 "I've never skinny dipped before," Robert said.

 "You'll love it," Julie replied.

 Swimming around the pool with Julie, Robert was starting to enjoy the sensation of swimming free in the pool.

 "I have to tell you Julie, this is great," Robert said.

 "Good Robert, I still have another pleasant surprise for you," Julie said.

 "Whats that"? said Robert.

 "Come closer and I'll show you."

 "I'm closer, show me what."

 "I want to show you how much I love you."

 "I love you to Julie, but please don't do that."

 "Why not Robert".

 "You're getting me to excited touching me there Julie."

 "Do you want me to stop Robert"

 "Oh, hell no Julie, don't stop."

 "Oh Robert, now you're getting me excited. Your being very naughty in my pool."

 "Should I stop being naughty Julie?"

 "Oh no, don't stop, I love it when your naughty. But because your being so naughty, I'm going to have to take you upstairs to my bedroom.

 "Are you sure Julie?"

 "Yes, I'm sure Robert. But there's just one thing I have to tell you."

 "What's that Julie?"

 "I'm still a virgin Robert."

 Robert climbed out of the pool and let Julie grab his hand, and then they headed for her bedroom. As Robert watched Julie close the curtains his bulge was now throbbing in anticipation.

 Julie looked at Roberts throbbing bulge with a big smile and said. "How is that big thing going to fit Robert?"

 Robert laughed and said. "Come lay on the bed and I'll show you."

 Julie layed flat on her back on the bed as Robert sucked the nipples of her beautiful breasts and gently ran his hands between her legs.

 As Robert felt that she was totaly saturated at last, he raised her thighs up high and then mounted her.

 Robert gently and slowly entered the head of his throbbing bulge into her. Once firmly inside he pushed hard into her a few times until he felt her cherry burst. Feeling her cherry burst she moaned wildly with excitement.

 As he thrusted faster and deeper inside her, she felt the experience of her very first orgasm.

 "How does it feel?" Robert asked.

 "It feels wonderful." She replied

 He said. "When you're ready for me to really be deep inside of you, just grab my buttocks firmly and push me down and deep into you."

 With that, she grabed his buttocks and pushed them down hard.

 He smiled and said. "Wow did that ever feel good."

 She laughed and said. "It was good for me to. Then she said, I'm coming Robert."

 As she moaned loudly, Robert felt her grab his buttocks again, but this time she pushed him down very hard into her. As he pulled up a bit to give her another thrust, he felt her now slam his buttocks causing him to pound deeply into her.

 Feeling him going so deep inside her, she moaned louder and louder as she felt her vaginal muscles wrap tightly around him.

 Then as her thighs started to rock wildly, Robert let go at last and exploded inside her.

 She asked. "Can we do that again? That was real good. I mean really good."

 Robert laughed and said. "Sure, after a while, we'll do it again."

 She said. "Lay on your back Robert and just relax for a while."
 
 Robert layed back and then felt her tongue swirl around his nipples as her hands reached down and stroked him. Now moving her head on his lap, her tongue was quickly reviving Roberts bulge once again.

 Sittin on his lap now she drove him back inside her and rode his bulge with her thighs moving up and down on him. Now pounded her thighs into him with a fury, she started to moan wildly as she was now having multi orgasms.

 At last as Robert felt her tighten around him, he could no longer hold on. Letting go with a fury, he heard her moan wildly. Totaly exhausted now, they embraced and just layed back quietly on the bed as both of their bodies now tingled with pleasure.

               Tiffany Stone
 
  
 
 About Tiffany Stone
Tiffany Stone has given me permission to write her into my story and to use her name as the title.
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 This is a fictional story.
Tiffany Stone really is a Hollywood reporter and a movie script reader. But her appearance in this story is only fictional. But the description of how beautiful she is in the story is not fictional. She is very attractive. And yes, she does really have a blog, called TiffanyStone.Com.
 
 http://www.tiffanyastone.com/

 
  

Tiffany Stone
By Tim Mack

He thought. "What kind of dream is this?"

He felt as if he were in a dream that he couldn't awaken from.

He thought. "I must awaken from this dream and take charge of myself. But how? How can I awaken?"

At last, he was no longer traveling above the ocean at warp speed. He could feel his body, now splash into the water, as the impact pulled his clothes off. Now he could feel a terrible wet chill.

As waves crashed over him, he started to awake, but the waters were so frigid, he could feel himself going into a state of hyperthermia.

He thought. "I'm gone, and there is no Canada that I will see."

After a time, he could feel lips pressed on his. The lips were soft and sweet. He could smell the scent of a fresh morning bubble bath. He could feel hot air blowing into his mouth. But he could not move. His eyes refused to open. But he could feel the sun now. Then he felt tender fingers touch his face.

Hands were now pressing on his stomach and water started to flow from out of his mouth. He felt hot air again blow inside his mouth.

Gentle fingers touched his wrist, as he heard a female voice cry out." A pulse, a pulse."

He layed their helpless on the beach. He could not move, he could not see. He felt only the sensation of feminine hands all over his body.

Then he heard a female voice cry out. "Body heat. He must have lots of body heat. Its his only chance to get warm enough to survive."

His eyes, then started to open very slightly. He saw a woman standing over him, she had long strawberry blond hair that was rich with curls.

She was quickly undressing and revealing very, full and beautiful, breasts, a slim, wasteline and very, firm thighs. He then felt her body go underneath his. But, yet, then again, he saw the same woman standing over him and quickly undressing, yet, she was wearing different clothes.

Then she placed her body on top of his.

He thought. "What kind of woman, can be on top of me, and underneath me at the same time?"

And then he thought.

"Could this be Hell?"

"And I be damned."

"To feel this lust."

"Yet to frozen be."

"What were my sins?"

"For this to be."

"Frozen so helpless."

"Here for all eternity."

Suddenly, he started to feel a rush of heat spreading, all over his body. The heat from the woman's body above him, combined with the heat of the womans body underneath him was thawing him out rapidly now.

Then he thought.

"What madness can this be?"

"If I am not dead."

"I must be mad."

"To lie here with a woman that."

"That has two sets of hands."

"That warms me with two bodies yet."

"I may be back on earth again."

"But for sure, my mind."

"It must be gone."

Just then, he heard the sounds of laughter.

A female voice cried out. "A butterfly, a butterfly."

Another female voice, cried out. "Where?"

The other female voice replied. "On his butt. On his butt. He has a butterfly tatto on his butt."

Suddenly, he started to laugh. He said. "Oh, the butterfly. That was a very drunken night in Singapore."

He asked. "What ailment do I have, that I am seeing and hearing two of you?"

They both laughed together, and said. "We are twin sisters."

He laughed and said. "Oh, you mean that I have not gone mad."

"Thank you both for what you've done." He said.

One of the twins said. "We couldn't think of any a faster way to warm you up then using our combined body heat."

He smiled and said. "That was a lot more fun than hot soup."

One of the twins then said. "Come with us and we will give you a hot bath and get you some dry clothes to wear."

"The hot water felt good and it was nice to get that salty water off his body." He thought.

One of the twins said. "These are my brothers clothes, I think you are about the same size, he doesn't need to share them with a butterfly, but try them on, I think they will fit. But don't be in any big hurry eh."

He put the clothes on, and said. "The butterfly is very happy."

They both laughed, and one of the twins, poured him a Scotch, and said. "Here this will put some hair on your butterfly."

Once they realised he was okay, they became very curious and one of the twins asked. "How did it happen, that you washed up on this far away island?"

He told them, "I'm not exactly sure myself, but I will tell you what I can."

He told his twin rescuers. "I had fallen asleep on a couch on my ship and then somehow, I washed up ashore on your enchanting island. It makes no sense, but here I am. All I can remember is that I felt an incredible urge to smell a womans sweet perfume."

"Here you are how?" The other twin sister asked.

"I wished myself here is my only explanation." He said.

"I feel like being somewhere, where there is music and dancing." He said.

"And somewhere where you can spell lots of womens perfume eh." One of the twins remarked.

"Yes, I confess. I need to fill up my nostrils with the sweet scent of women and their perfume. He said with a smile.

"Sure you're not needing any more then just a sniff of a women?" One of the twins remarked with a seductive smile.

The twins then directed him to the only bar on the island. He liked the music and the place was packed with beautiful women. Noticing a woman leaning over the juke box whose breasts were bouncing in her tight top, he stoped and asked. "Could you play You Sexy Thang for me?"

She looked at Kevin as if he were piece of chocolate candy and said. "If I'm dreaming this don't anyone wake me."

"My name is Kevin. And where have you been all my life?" He said

"My name is Bernice. And I've been right here just waiting for you to walk in the door." She said.

Kevin moved his head close to her neck and said. "I love how you smell."

She put her arms around Kevin and said. "He's mine. I'll not be sleeping in a cold bed tonight."

Kevin then gazed into her eyes seductively and kissed her, as he felt her breasts press pleasantly against his chest.

Kevin thought to himself. "Its fanstastic that this place is filled with beautiful women. But why am I the only guy here?"

Just then one of the twins waved them over and said. "Come and sit with us. We ordered drinks for everyone."

Kevin took a swig of his drink and asked. "Am I in heaven, or is this a lesbian bar?"

The twin sisters laughed and said. "No, its just that all the men on the island are out fishing and you're the only male on the entire island at the moment."

It seemed as if every women in the place wanted to dance with him. The music was great, and word had gotten around about the butterfly tatto on his butt, and the women seemed to be enjoying him being the butt of all their jokes, so to say.

The woman behind the bar suddeny cleared the top of the bar counter and yelled.

"Come on sailor hop up on the counter and give us a dance". As You Sexy Thang started to play.

Being a good sport, Kevin jumped up and started dancing. Kevin started to playfuly unbutton his shirt as a bunch of woman started yelling.

"Take it off. Take it all off sailor. We want to see the butterfly."

Kevin thought to himslef. "I'll just strip down to my underwear."

Now with Kevin wearing only his shorts, the woman now sreamed loudly the words.

"Take it off. Take it all off. We want to see the butterfly."

Kevin yelled back. "Okay ladies. But this will have to be our own little secret. The UCMJ(Uniform Code Military Justice} doesn't allow me to be lewd. At least not in uniform anyway. But hey. I guess I'm not in uniform today anyway eh."

As Kevin turned around and lowered his shorts, the ladies clapped wildly at the site of his butterfly.

Hearing cameras clicking, Kevin pulled his shorts back up and turned around and asked. "Please? Stop ladies. No more pictures. I could be Court Martialed for this. Seriously ladies, I know a lot of women out there that could ID a picture of my butterfly."

But instead of stopping, they applauded wildly and kept clicking pictures. Kevin shrugged his shoulders as he started to dress and yelled. "How bout another Molson up here eh?"

An exceptionaly well dressed woman walked up to him. She absolutely radiated with beauty. Her long dark, brown hair and hazel eyes were striking.

She extended her hand and said. "Hi, my name is Tiffany Stone, I'm a Hollywood journalist and I would like to hear your story."

"Hi, I've read articles that you've written, but I never knew what you looked like. You certainly don't look like a journalist, your much too pretty."

The woman siting next to him intervened and said. "I already got his story and he's coming home with me right after we have a few more drinks."

He laughed and said to the woman sitting next to him. "Don't worry, she doesn't want me, she just wants the story, nothing more."

"Oh, in that case come back to my house with us, and get your story." The woman said.

"Tiffany Stone, turned to him and asked. Would you mind?"

"I would be more than glad to give you the story." He replied.

"My name is Bernice." She said, as she extended her hand to Tiffany Stone.

"I'm Kevin and it will be my pleasure to give you the story." He said.

"I have a camcorder and a microphone with me, if you'd like to do anymore entertaining." Tiffany Stone said.

Kevin asked. "Would you mind recording me Tiffany Stone so that when the men of the village get back from their fishing trip, the ladies of the village can share my visit with them?"

"Certainly" Tiffany Stone replied.

"Ok than, since you wonderful Canadians have shown me such wonderful hospitality, I'm going to do a few scripts for you that I've written. So far I've only performed these scripts out at sea to a very captive audience, so if I start to bore you, let me know and I'll stop. This first one is called My First Kiss. Okay Tiffany, if you don't mind, roll the camcorder."

My First Kiss

 

Being seven, can be very arkward. You're no longer cute and cuddley anymore, but your still far from being grown up. At seven, I was still my Mom's charge. Wherever she went, I had to follow.

I was the srangest little Kid. I wasn't interested in anything. Every thing just seemed to be a bore, and I couldn't understand why I was a little Kid.

My Mom was always losing me. She would make me go shopping with her, and I would think. "Oh, more shopping, I'm going to sleep." So, I would crawl under a display or something and go to sleep.

After a while, all the sales girls would be on the alert whenever, I would walk into a department store, because they new I was going to find some place to hide away. But the worst place was the sand box.

Whenever my Mom would take me to the sand box, I would think. "Oh, no, I have to be around all those Kids that think this is fun." I mean after putting the sand in your pail once, the thrill is gone.

So of course, I would go right to sleep in the sandbox. But the ultimate low was Kindergarten. All of these Kids playing with little blocks and making a mess with all those crayons. I went right to sleep on that.

The teacher would say to my Mom. "I don't understand your Son, he refuses to stay awake in my class."

I thought. "Oh, let me hurry and grow up. Life as a little Kid, is just too boring."

I mean really, I felt like I had nothing in common with the junior set. Then, this was almost a bright note.

Someone from a modeling agency noticed me sound asleep in the sandbox one day, and said to my Mom. "Your Son is really hansome, I would like to model him."

I thought. "Hey, that might be interesting."

But no. My Mom said. "I want my Son to have a normal childhood and not have to grow up with cameras everywhere."

I thought. "Mom, are you crazy? I can be a star here. And anyway. What kind of a normal childhood is this that I'm having? Everything bores me."

Then one day, my Mom took me to the Park for a picnic with her friend and her friends, little daughter, that was the same age as I. We were both 7 at the time.

I thought. "Oh, another boring picnic, and now I'm going to have to listen to all their shopping talk. I'm going to sleep."

So, I found a nice spot on the grass and I feel sound asleep. Then after a while, I felt something crawling on me. I opened my eyes and noticed that it was my Mom's, friends, daughter. I noticed that my Mom and her friend were busy chatting away, and were not even aware that the girl was crawling all over me.

I thought. "Well, if I close my eyes and pretend I'm sleeping, the girl will go away and find something else to crawl on."

But no, she kept crawling all over me.

I'm thinking. "Well, I don't know what she thinks she's doing, but I'm just going to keep my eyes closed until she gets bored and goes away."

Then, all of a sudden, I feel something soft on my lips.

I'm thinking. "Hmmmm, that feels good. I wonder what that can be."

It just kept feeling nicer and nicer.

Then I thought. "Oh, what the heck. Let me open my eyes to see what this is."

Then I notice, that its the girls lips, that are on mine.

I said. "Whats that"?

She said. "Thats a kiss."

I said. "Oh, I like that."

She said. "I like that to."

I smiled and said. "Oh, at last something thats not boring."

Well, since that day, my life really changed. I wasn't falling asleep all over the place anymore. I seemed to be wide awake and interested.

But, I always wonder. "Was it the kiss that day, when I was seven, that sparked something in me; or was it just time to wake up?"

Well, whatever, I have been wide, awake, ever since. And that is the story of my first kiss, and my first unboring moment.

"Thank you Kevin I really enjoyed that." Tiffany Stone said.

"But why is everyone crying? It didn't have that kind of effect on the sailors. Kevin said smiling.

"Thats because sailors can never become Mom's. Its very sweet and touching Kevin." Tiffany Stone said.

"Thank you, I see everyones crying. I was trying to make everyone laugh. Let me try A Script About My Ass and see if that can get everyone laughing." Kevin said.

The Script About My Ass

Does anyone remember those early High School days? You know, the time when most of us started to discover the opposite sex in ernest, but we still weren't completly evolved yet. I can still remember those early day High School parties that we had.

You know, those parties that you would have at a friends house where all the guys would gravitate to the kitchen, and all the girls would gravitate to an up stairs bed room to talk girl talk. We all thought we were so cool. Some guy would always find a way to sneak a six pack of beer into the kitchen and another guy would always have a pack of cigarettes.

We would all take a small glass of beer and light up a cigarette and talk about what a buzz we were getting. While we were getting our little beer and cigarette buzz, we would start talking about what girls we thought were hot. Sometimes I wondered why the girls came to the party at all, they, always seemed to be upstairs.

All that changed after a while, but it was a real evolutionary process. But while we were evolving, sure, all the guys knew about all the guy talk in the kitchen, but no one ever knew anything about what the girls were talking about upstairs. Well, that is almost no one knew.

I overheard a very rare earshot of a conversation I wasn't suppose to hear. It was all very innocent of course, but rather interesting. This is how it all happened. I had to use the bathroom.

I knocked on the door, and one of my friends said. "I'm going to be in here for a while because I feel like I'm going to puke."

I thought okay. "I will use the upstairs bathroom."

I got almost to the top of the stairs and I heard all kinds of laughter coming from the girls in the bedroom.

I thought. "I wonder what it is thats so funny that they are laughing about?

Then I heard one of the girls say. "Yeah that Kevin has the tightest ass."

And another girl chimed in. "I couldn't keep my eyes off of his ass for the entire football game."

I realized then. "They, were talking about my ass."

I thought. "No one cares about all the touch downs I got or all the great plays I made. Their just watching my ass."

Then another girl yelled. "Yeah, I love that back field in motion."

Another girl chimed in. "Yeah, I just love seeing Kevin's ass in those tight football pants."

"I'd love to sueeze those tight bunns." Another voice cried out.

And yet another voice, said. "I get goose bumbs just thinking what it would be like to wrap my legs around his tight ass."

Well, at first I was devestated.

I thought. "All that pumping iron, all that hair blowing, all that expense cologne. And what are all the girls looking at? Its my ass, just my ass."

Then I thought. "Well, I better keep this little secret to myself."

I thought. "If I tell anyone I overheard this conversation, they'll never be able to keep it a secret and it will get back to the girls."

They kept talking and talking about my ass, but I couldn't listen any longer, I really did have to use the bathroom. So I used the bathroom and quietly slipped back down stairs again. Now I needed a beer and a cigarette. So, I gulped down an entire can of beer and had a cigarette, but then I really started to feel weird.

I thought. "Woh, no more of that stuff. But then I started to think, hmmm, maybe I can capitalise on this ass thing."

I applied for a Summer job, and the girl said, oh, sorry, we have no more openings. Then she said, your shoe lace is untied.

I bent down to tie it. And then she said. "Oh, I'm sorry, I made a mistake, we do have an opening."

Now, I'm thinking. "Hmmm, is this just a coincidence? Or was she really checking me out when I bent down to tie my shoe lace?"

Then I would start to notice other little oddites. Everytime I walked into the office to look for a file, I would hear all this typing. But as soon as I would turn my back and start looking for a file, all the typing would stop. And then as soon as I got the file and turned around again, the typing would suddenly resume.

"Another strange coincidence." I suppose.

When I got my first paycheck from my summer job, I thought. "Its time to do a little shopping."

Yeah, I was going pants shopping, tight pants shopping.

I thought. Hmmm, how tight can I get pants to fit?"

Then I headed out with my new tight pants. Wow, was I getting smiles.

I thought. "Screw the gym. The heck with pumping iron. I had it all together in one neat package."

Then school resumed again, and I thought. "Hmmmm, I wonder if I can get my marks boosted a bit higher if I have all female teachers?"

So, I went in to see the Guidance Counselor, and asked. "Could I have all female teachers?"

"Why do you want all female teachers?" He asked.

I said. "I seem to pay attention better."

He said. "Well, I can give you all female teachers, except for Gym Class."

"Great." I said.

I couldn't beleive the difference, with all female teachers, my marks were soaring. Every once in a while, I would drop my pen or something in class, and pick it up real slow just for insurance.

What was really weird though, was that I was getting even better at football. It started to feel good just thinking that I was giving the girls a thrill. I felt like they weren't cheering for the team, but rather they were really cheering for me.

After a while, I kind of even developed a little back field in motion wiggle. The girls were going wild.

I thought. "Hey, if you got it, flaunt it."

When I graduated High School, I was hired by a Wall Street Bokerage firm, but I had to take a medical exam before I could start working. I looked out the window in the Doctors examining room in awe at the sky line.

As I marveled at the sites, I felt a hand tap on my shoulder. I turned my head to see a Nurse standing there.

She said. "I have to take your temperature."

As she held the therometer in her hand I opened my mouth expecting her to slip it in.

She smiled and said. "No, this isnt going in your mouth."

I asked. "Where else can it go?"

She said. "Drop your pants and shorts and find out."

I complied and as I layed down on my stomach, I could feel her stick the therometer up my butt.

She started to chat with me and after a long while, I kind of wondered to myself. "Why is she taking so long to pull the therometer back out of my butt?"

Just then the Doctor walked in and asked the Nurse. "Why are you taking his temperature in this fashion?"

Her face now a bit blushed, she exclaimed. "Oh I had some medical questions to ask him, and he couldn't answer them if the therometer was in his mouth."

I thought. "Hmmm, medial questions. I couldn't remember her asking me any medical questions."

Then I thought. "Hmmm, another on of those coincidences."

The Doctor asked. "So whats the temperature?"

With that she pulled the therometer from my buttoks at last, and said. "Your temperature is perfectly normal. And what department will you be working in?"

"That was good Kevin, my stomach is hurting from laughing so much." Tiffany Stone said.

"Great, I'm glad everyone got a good laugh out of that. Let me take a Molson break and I'll do one more." Kevin said with a smile.

"Do you always drink Molson Kevin?" Tiffany Stone asked.

"Yes always Tiffany." Kevin replied.

"I think I'll try a bottle of Molson and see what it does for my writing." Tiffany Stone said laughing.

"Well Tiffany, here's another one I wrote with the help of a few Molsons. This one is called Sex Toy for Mom. Roll the camcorder." Kevin said.

Sex Toy For Mom

I guess I did a lot of stupid things when I was a Kid. But buying my Mom a battery powered vibrator, had to be at the top of the list of stupid things I did. Of course, I had no idea what I was buying her at the time.

Well let me explain. When I was a kid, I would go to these auctions looking for things for my Science projects and everything was bid on so you knew how much it was going to be if you put a bid in on something. So that day I had found a few things I could use for my Science projects, so I started heading out the door.

As I was walking out the door, I could hear the auctioneer saying. "And this next item can give you a great massage."

Then I remembered that my Mom said a few days ago that she wished she could get a massage for her stiff neck.

So, I thought. "Christmas is coming soon, this might be a nice gift for Mom."

Then I heard the auctioners voice say. "Doesn't anyone else want to bid on this massager?"

So I raised the bid by 25 cents more, no one else put another bid in for it, so I got the thing.

I noticed I got a few funny looks from the people at the auction.

But I thought. "They're probably wondering what I'm doing at the auction."

I was the only Kid there, and I was still in grade school.

So, I got home, and wrapped up what I thought was just a massager for your neck or something and put it under the tree for Mom. Of course I was a bit perplexed why the bottom edge was so rounded.

But I thought. "Maybe that makes it vibrate better or something."

So, when Christmas came, everyone was there, my Grandparents, Uncles, Aunts and very close family friends. I watched my Mom as she opened up my present, and I noticed that she had a very surprised look on her face.

Then, I thought. "Good, I really surprised her."

But then I noticed that my Dad and my Grandparents also had a very surprised look on their face.

But as I explained to my Mom, that. "I got that for her, so that she could massage her neck." Everyone starting laughing. I couldn't figure out what was so funny.

Then my Dad said to me. "Could you help me take some things from the kitchen."

When we got into the kitchen, my Dad explained to me, what the vibrator was used for, and why it was shaped that way. When I asked my Dad.

"Why would any woman want to use a vibrator there?

My Dad just said. "I'll explain that to you another time."

So, I had bought my Mom a sex toy for Christmas. But at least Mom forgave me for my oversight. After still giving me a hug for the thought at least, I realised that day, just how much my Mom really loved me.

"Yes, it was a learning experience."

"That was fantastic. I'm definitly switching to Molson from now on." Tiffany Stone said.

"Thank you Tiffany for recording all this on your cam corder, and thank you all again for your amazing hospitality. I have to go now, but maybe someday I'll come back." Kevin said.

He grabbed the newspaper and the momento place holder from the bar, and stuffed it into his back pocket, as was always his habit, when he went somewhere new.

Then he extended his arms to both Bernice and Tiffany Stone and said. "May I?"

Arriving at Bernices house, Tiffany Stone pulled a bunch of gourmet food out of her bag and turned to Kevin and said. "You must be famished, let me whip something up fast in the kitchen."

With a smile, Kevin said. "I haven't had anything to eat in two days and I am just a tad bit hungry."

Bernice handed Kevin a Molson, and then said. "Let me help you in the kitchen Tiffany."

"Wow, does this ever taste good. I never had a food fantasty in my dreams, but after tasting this, move over all my beautiful woman fantasies." Kevin said with a big smile.

"Im happy I fulfiled your food fantasy cravings Kevin, but I would like to hear more about what happened to you." Tiffany Stone said.

"Okay Tiffany here it is. It wont make a lot of sense, but this is exactly how it happened. A while back I had won a disco dance contest with a very beautiful woman during a port visit to Vancouver, Canada."

I was thinking about that. "As I sat in the lounge and thinking about how many months we were at sea now and just how long it had been since I heard a female voice or smelled the scent of sweet perfume."

"How far away from this island were you when you started to crave the smell of a womans perfume." Tiffany Stone asked.

"Minutes before it happened, we were about 600 miles from here, according to the charts." Kevin replied.

"But 600 miles Kevin, that doesn't seem possible." Tiffany Stone said.

"No Tiffany, it doesn't seem possible in a normal sense, but I was traveling over the ocean at warp speed until I at last droped into the water." Kevin replied.

"But how did you survive the cold water Kevin?" Tiffany Stone asked.

"I think I would have died Tiffany, if it were not for the combined body heat of the twin sisters that thawed me out." Kevin said.

"Did anything unusual happen on your ship, just before you had your out of body experience Kevin?"

"Yes Tiffany, shortly before that I was on the bridge deck looking over the charts when I became enveloped by a greenish glow. I watched it go into the water. It was very strange Tiffany. Every navigational instrument was off and all the clocks and pesonal watches spun backward. Officialy it was listed as a small plane crash. But when I asked why we were not making a rescue effort, I was just told that I wouldn't really want to know."

"Why do you think Kevin, that you were the only one on your ship to travel to this island?"

"Well, Tiffany, if I had to guess, I think it may be a combination of two things. First, I was the only one that was standing out in the open at the time, and I got the full brunt of the greenish glow. Second, I have a tremendous will power and the desire to be around something soft and feminine just became overwhelming and somehow I think the green glow gave me a little something extra."

Oh, please, no more talk of this, I'm getting scared just thinking about this." Bernice said.

"Thats the whole story anyway Bernice." Said Kevin.

"Yes, I agree, Bernice, this is getting too spooky. I'm getting another round of Molson's in the Kitchen. Tiffany Stone said.

"Cheers to that." Said Kevin.

"What about you Tiffany Stone? You never say anything about yourslef on your website." Kevin said.

Laughing Tiffany Stone said. "I'm affraid I might bore my readers if I talk about myself, but if you must know Kevin, I'm a disciple of the legendary Hollywood scriptreader Jack Kerouac and I have a bachelor of arts in writing and literature from Naropa University in Boulder."

"So that's why you write so well. I only had a year of English Literature in College, but a buddy of mine on my ship that has a journalism degree has been giving me pointers on my comedy sripts that I've been writing for the Navy." Kevin said.

"Well Kevin, I think I would like to read your comedy scripts sometime, when your not busy dancing naked on the bar for the ladies." Tiffany Stone said laughing.

"If you would like Tiffany, I have another funny one that I was affraid to tell all the women at the bar. I didn't want them to start yelling that they wanted to see my butterfly again. This one is called Clap Your Hands." Kevin said with a big smile.

"By all means. Go ahead Kevin. It must be pretty sexy if you didn't want the woman at the bar to here it." Tiffany Stone said laughing.

"Okay Tiffany and Bernice, here it is." Kevin said, uncorking yet another Molson.

Clap Your Hands

Did anyone ever notice that "Clap Your Hands" commercial on TV? I'm just so glad its finaly off the air. I just couldn't watch the commercial without cracking up.

It makes me laugh because of Singapore. One day I got into a cab with two of my friends, and one of my friends had a bad backache, so he told the Singapore Cab driver to take us somewhere where you could get a good back rub.

So the driver takes us to this place thats way of the beaten track, and then points at a staircase to go up. So we walk up this staircase, and we see this Lady standing there, and there is only one table.

She motions us to sit down, and then she brings us all a beer.

Then she stands next to the table and says. "What can I do for you?"

My friend explains to her that. "The Cab driver said you could get a good back rub here."

She smiles and says yes. "We have the best here."

Then she claps her hands and a curtain opens. The open curtain reveals a whole bunch of women standing there in skimpy outfits.

My friend says. "No not that."

Then she claps her hands, and another curtain opens up revealing more women in skimpy outfits.

Then my friend says. "My back aches, thats all, I have on my mind."

Then she claps her hands again, and all the women behind curtain number one start to take off their skimpy outfits.

My friend says. "No, just a back rub."

Then she claps her hands again, and all the women behind curtain number two start taking all their skimpy outfits off.

Then I said to her. "You don't understand, my friend only came here for a back rub."

Then she claps her hands again, and this totaly naked women jumps up on the table and starts wrapping her thighs around my neck.

I said. "No, back rub, just a back rub."

Then she claps her hands again. "And says okay back rub."

I said. "Yes, back rub."

Then she claps her hands again and the woman starts taking my shirt off.

I started to say to her that. "Its my friend that wanted the back rub and not me."

But I could see she was ready to clap her hands again. So, I just said. "Okay." Affraid of what would happen next if she claped her hands again.

So now this woman is giving me a back rub, and my friend says to the Lady. "What about the two of us?

So of course she claps her hands again, and one woman rushes over, and then she claps her hands again, and another woman rushes over. Then the Lady claps again, and the woman that was rubing my back walks away.

So, I'm thinking good. "The Lady has everything figured out at last."

So I gulp down the rest of my beer, thinking that my friends will just get their back rub now, and then we can get out of this strange place.

But no, I was wrong. The Lady says to me. "Would you like another beer?"

I said. "Thank you, but no, I'm fine."

Then the Lady says. "Come with me."

I said. "Come with you where?"

Then she says. "You have to get the second part of your back rub now. But I need you to lay down for it."

I said. "Why do I need to lay down for a back rup?"

She gave me a strange look and said. "Why do you have to ask so many questions?"

So then, she takes me into this room and points and says. "Lay here on your stomach."

Then she claps her hands again and before I know it a bunch of women are rubing their hands all over my back.

Then after a few minutes, the Lady says to me. "Turn over on your back."

So, I turn over and then the women start pouring all this lotion on me and then they start rubing up and down my chest. Then I feel one of the women lift my arms and pull them back all the way back behind my head. Then I feel some hands around my waist, and then in a split second, I feel my pants and shorts come sliding off.

Then I said. "No not this."

The Lady said. "Whats wrong?"

I said. "I don't want to have sex, just a back rub."

She says. "Okay no sex, but we can't do this with your clothes on."

I said okay. "But no sex."

As I said the words no sex, I could then feel the women spreading my legs wide apart. Then I felt the women spreading the lotion and rubing it all up and down my thighs. Then the women turned me over on my side and started to spread and rub the lotion all over my buttocks.

Then I heard laughing. I asked. "What are they laughing at?"

Then the Lady said. "The butterfly, they're laughing at the butterfly on your butt."

Then the Lady asked. "Why do you have a butterfly on your butt?"

I said. "I didn't think anyone would see it there."

She kept her promise, there was no sex, but was that ever one heck of a rub down. I just couldn't figure why they needed so many women to do the job.

When we walked out of the place at last.

I asked my friends. "Did the two of you have the same kind of rub down?"

They both replied. "No, just our backs."

I said. "I don't get it. Why would that Lady have the women do all that to me, and only have the women rub your backs?"

One of my friends smiled and said. "She just wanted to see you with your clothes off."

Then my other friend said. "Yeah, I think that Lady had the hots for you."

I guess I will really never know the real answer to that question, but whatever the reason, it was a great rub down. But I will always think of that Lady in Singapore if I see someone claping their hands a lot.

"You have a knack for getting yourself and your butterfly into the strangest situations." Tiffany Stone said laughing.

"So Tiffany Stone. May I ask what brought you to this island?" Bernice asked.

"Oh, thanks Bernice for reminding me. I'm here to get an exclusive interview from a famous Hollywood actress that has been hiding away here just a few doors away from you. It time for me to get going. Thanks for the hospitality, and Kevin, I'm sure Bernice will take care of those other cravings you have." Said Tiffany Stone.

"Oh yeah Tiffany, I'm anxious to try out my new water bed with Kevin." Bernice said.

"Oh two fantasies coming true in the same day, first Tiffany Stones gourmet cooking and now a romp in Bernice's new water bed. Well, at least I'm having a good time before they Court Martial me for going AWOL." Kevin said.

"Well, let me go and leave you to love birds alone now." Tiffany Stone said.

"Thanks for everything Tiffany, and by the way, I love your website TiffanyStone.Com." Kevin said

"Take my hand lover boy, its show time." Bernice said.

"Ready to break in that new water bed." Kevin said.

"I'm ready." Bernice replied.

After that great meal and spending a pleasant night with Bernice and her new waterbed, Kevin woke about the next morning feeling refreshed and confident. He took a quick shower and then tip toed out of the house while Bernice was still sleeping.

He then headed to the beach, looking for an answer.

He knew he must return, but he thought. "how?"

Now he could hear pounding feet off in the distance. He looked in the direction of the pounding feet and he could see a most beautiful woman coming toward him wearing jogging shorts and revealing a most beautiful pair of legs.

"Good morning Kevin." The beautiful woman said.

"Oh, your the beautiful vision I'm seeing Tiffany." He said.

"My God Kevin. How many Molsons did that woman give you last night? I'm wearing my old beat up jogging outfit."

Laughing, Kevin said. "I wasn't talking about the jogging outfit, but rather what a vision the owner of the outfit was."

"Thank you Kevin, but I'm not accustomed to getting compliments before I have my morning coffee." She said.

"I'm glad I got to see you one last time before I go." He said.

"Go where?" Tiffany Stone asked.

"I have to get back to the ship now. Could you say good bye to Bernice for me?"

"Kevin, don't you think you're really kind of pushing the love them and leave them envelope here? I mean really. What am I supposed to tell Bernice? I mean something like, hi Bernice, I saw Kevin on the beach when I was jogging this morning and I just want to tell you that he zapped himself back to his ship. You know, he just had pressing paper work."

"Yes, Tiffany, I see your point, but life is not entirely about love, there are other things and I just feel as if I shouldn't sheirk my responsibility any further. I had the pleasant interlude that I needed, but now I have to get back to work." He said.

"I admire your dedication Kevin. But just how do you propose to get back to the ship?"

"The same way I got here Tiffany, just as I did once before a very long time ago." He said.

"So there was more Kevin. Why didn't you tell me?" She said.

"I was affraid I would scare Bernice if I said anymore last night. I could already see that she was becoming frieghtened and she's not from the big city like I am." He said.

"Well, I'm from the big city and I'm a journalist, so you can at least tell me." Tiffany Stone said.

"I don't completly understand it myself Tiffany, but I know it has something to do with will power and concentration."

"So when did this happen to you before?" Tiffany Stone asked.

"It happened a long time ago. I was just in grade school. There was this really gifted Kid that was constantly being picked on by school bullies. The bullies would grab his hat, and throw it back and forth to eachother. The Kid was super smart, but he had no street smarts. So, one day his Dad asked me if I would walk him home from school, so the bullies wouldn't pick on him." Kevin said.

"So what does that have to do with this? Tiffany Stone asked.

"Well one day, I was waiting for him to come out of school and three of the Kids I knew from my class asked me to come across the street for a minute. They insisted that a Lady standing outside the Funeral Parlor was a genuine witch. I told them they were nuts. But they dared me. I didn't like to ever be dared, so I walked over to see their supposed witch." Kevin said

"What does that have to do with this? Tiffany Stone asked.

"Oh okay, I'll tell you. She introduced herself to me as a witch and when she did, I laughed at her and said, there are no such things as witches. Seconds after I said that, I found myself in a place that looked like Athens, but I was defiant and I guess my will power was stonger than her's, because I wished myself back to where I had been and then she was no more and my three class mates were completly stunned and never dared dare me again." Kevin said.

"Are you putting me on Kevin?" Said Tiffany Stone.

"No, but, I wish I were." Said Kevin.

"So what you're really saying is that somehow, you accidentaly transported your self here, because your desire to smell perfume overpowered your senses, and now that you had your little interlude here, you're just going to transport your self back and get back to business again." Tiffany Stone said.

"Exactly Tiffany. Your are amazingly perceptive." Kevin said.

"But don't you think that might be just a tad bit dangerous Kevin? Tiffany Stone said.

"Yes, it might be just a little bit dangereous, but the other alternative would be explaining how I got here in the first place." Kevin said

"I see what you mean. Guess the prospect of spending the rest of your life in a paded room is not the best prospect. Do what you must do, but hurry, I still haven't had my morning coffee yet. I think I may spike my coffee a bit, after this conversation were having." Said Tiffany Stone.

"Thanks for everything Tiffany, but I really have to go now." Kevin said.

"Sure, go Kevin, you had one of my gourmet meals, so why stick around. I guess I will just have to double check those ingredients I'm using." Said Tiffany Stone.

He closed his eyes to think and when he opened them again, he was back on board his ship. But what he was hearing was quite surprising.

He could hear a funeral service being broadcast over the 1MC. Then he could hear several crew members saying nice things about their friend Kevin.

He thought. "They think I'm dead, and I'm hearing my own funeral."

Just then, his friend John walked by and yelled. "You're alive, you're alive."

He answered. "Yes, I'm alive, but why does everyone think I'm dead."

Then John said. "They had been looking everywhere for you the last 48 hours, so they thought you must have gone overboard."

"I guess I sort of did go overboard in a way." Kevin replied.

John, then said. "Where were you all that time?"

Kevin, replied, "I was on an island off the Canadian mainland."

He said, "how did you get there?"

"I'm not really sure, but I think it had something to do with that green glow." He said.

"Oh that, we still can't get the instruments working right since that green glow thing." John said.

"Well, good luck trying to explain this to the Captain." Said John.

Kevin talked to the Captain later and showed him the newspaper and coaster he had from the island, as evidence that he really had been there.

He said, "I know this story seems strange, but I have an entire island of women that can collaborate that I was there."

The Captain smiled and said, just tell me one thing. "Why did you have the Admirals daughter listed as someone to notify if you became demised? Quite a long list of women on that list." The Captain said with a smile.

Kevin, a bit red faced now, replied. "Oh, she really was the Admirals daughter, I thought she was just putting me on."

Weeks went by and the Captain had a chance to verify his story.

The Captain said to him. "I know you will want to tell someone about this some day, but can you make me a promise? Wait for at least 20 years By that time, I will be happily retired." He said.

"Sure Captain, you got it." Kevin replied.

So what really happened that day? Will we ever know for sure? Was there a reason why Kevin needed that interlude? Were forces at work that we can't understand?

Here's what we do know. Shortly after Kevin's return to his ship, GQ(General Quarters) was called because a Russian submarine was getting to close to the Aircaft Carrier that Kevin's ship was escorting.

It was Kevin's job to determine if the submarine was over the allowed distance to the Carrier. Everyone that day thought that the submarine had breached the allowed boundries but Kevin.

The ultimate decision was with Kevin to fire or not to fire. Later it was determined that Kevin's decision not to fire was correct. Did that pleasant interlude take just enough stress off Kevin to think and act clearly?

We can never be certain for sure. But we do know that we did manage to avoid a nuclear conflict that could have destroyed the entire world.

Not sure who may see this, but I'm planning on putting a few short stories on this site. Some will be practice tries and some will be finished products. Anyone is welcom to comment and give opinions on the stories if they care to.