We’re taking a nap together at the beach house in Killarney. All the windows are open. The breeze blows in. We smell and hear the beach. The seagulls are calling. I’m in jersey shorts and a t-shirt. My hair is back in a pony tail. You’re wearing shorts and no shirt. We are both on our left sides. Your arm is around my waist…. Ok. Scene set…. Continue reading Sex Stories – A Song Of Fire And Ice →