Fred Bolton on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Linda’s Workout Bench

Mon, 24 Mar 2008 00:00:00 +0000

I was kind of a tomboy when I grew up because my dad was a contractor and I was around building sites a lot and I helped them do some of the small things. As I got older, my dad had me work my way though school helping build houses and offices in our town. I had gotten pretty good at it and had learned more than some of the guys I worked with. I also had gotten a great body to match with the hard work and also getting older.

Rita's Superbowl

Wed, 22 May 2002 00:00:00 +0000

Rita’s Superbowl By J. Bond

This is not what I had in mind but it turned out to be quite a long game for me and I was center of attention the whole time. It all started awhile back when I moved in with my boyfriend Roy, he was some what of a sports nut and every weekend he would sit in front of the TV and watch some kind of game and drink beer and all but ignore me. Now I’m not bad to look at with my brown hair, 5foot 4-inch frame and my 38-25-36 shapes, but when a game came on I might as well been invisible to him. We had many fights about this and he would tell me he was sorry and that he would pay more attention to me in the future.

Debbie’s Hard Day

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

My name is Debbie and I am lying here thinking back to when it all started, when I was 8 and my brother John was 9 we used to play cowboys and Indians and I always loved to be the Indian because John would tie me to trees or hog tie me and make me stay that way for awhile. Sometimes he would spreadeagle me and tie me to stakes he would then put down into the ground so the pretend ants would get me. I really got into playing that part .

Lynn Ann’s Special Gift

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

It was that time of year again that I dreaded the most, it was going to be our 8th anniversary and the thought of trying to buy my husband something that he would really like always drove me crazy. I really love my husband Dan, and he loves me too, but when it comes to buying him something it’s the same answer every time. I ask him what he would like and he answers, “I don’t know, surprise me!”