It was easy to love her, lying there with my head on her left breast, listening to the strong business-like beating of her heart.

Nights with no flight operations would find me out there on the fantail of my carrier, staring down, helped by the moon, watching the eerie, peaceful, green glow of the bioluminescent algae churned into that glowing by the ship’s screws. It was a good place to miss my…

by David James

Classmates, it is important for us men to remember that, as our women grow older, it becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as when they were younger. When you notice this, try not to yell at them. Some are oversensitive, and there’s nothing…

by David James

That afternoon she met me in the lobby of my hotel. We spoke in the bar briefly and then she followed me to my room. We sat close, across from each other, shoes off, touching feet and hands and skin in a warm and unconventional, but playful, greeting — exactly…

Together, at Starbucks, we composed a long love letter which we’ve been mailing back and forth to each other, signing our names upon each receipt and returning it for the last nine months and it has grown to fifty-one pages, barely fitting in a shoe box.

Lou Ann and Bobby had a small, New Orleans wedding and the honeymoon was short since the next morning he had to go. It was barely daylight as she kissed him goodbye several times before his cab…