Have a look at the photo to the left. Do you find the young seaman as sexy as I do? Now, I have never hopped in the sack with a Navy guy, but I certainly would with him.
Actually, I came across the sailor photo years ago; I don’t recall where. But I modeled one of the main characters in my story, Fuck Me . . . Please, after the boy in the sailor photo. The character’s name is Tyler. Fuck Me . . . Please first appeared in a Torquere Press anthology in 2008, but the anthology is now out of print. However, you can find Fuck Me . . . Please in my single-author anthology titled Sebastian Inlet, which can be purchased here:
My boyfriend picked me and my traveling companion up at the St. Pete/Clearwater Airport last night, around 9:30, after our return flight from Asheville, NC. My friend and I almost missed the flight because of a major car accident in Asheville that backed up traffic for miles. But we made the flight, and now I’m back on the island.
I enjoyed the hell out of myself in North Carolina; I’d go back in a heartbeat. But it sure feels nice to be home with my lovely boyfriend. He’s a sweetie, and I’m looking froward to spending a good deal of time with him this weekend. 😉
Outside, the weather is sunny and dry, and today the temperature will climb to 87, which is not bad compared to the summer heat we have lived with since late May. My boyfriend’s done with classes at noon. We’ll share lunch together, and then we’ll visit the YMCA for a workout and lap-swimming.
I’m not sure what’s in store for this evening, but I’ll be fine hanging on our new observation deck, just savoring the evening breeze. Have a nice Friday, everyone.