I haven't seen him since we were 18, and now, 30 years later, he moved to our city. At the gas station where I saw him, I told him to come for a beer, the wife was out of town and had nothing to do, luckily his wife was still out of state finishing a little packing for the new house. He had arrived at 8:00 and we sat …

It wasn't a plan, but I was hoping it would work that way. I had "one day" plans to take a friend of mine for a bike ride. His name is Debbie. Debbie is a pretty, not beautiful, dirty blonde. It has good sized boobs dyed by promising hits. We agreed to meet at her daughter's house in Boston, and I picked her …