I am at a loss as to what category to put these into. If someone has a better idea as to how to list these please let me know. If either of the stories remind you of anyone you know I still feel sorry for them.
As a side note; I thought about loving wives to get more comments, but who cares about that. Most of you know my writing by now and can sort of expect to see sh-tuff like this from time to time.
Remember, I write what pleases me. If it does not please you then you are not as sick of a puppy as I am. Enjoy the ride.
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JOHN, hey I like to use the name
John always felt it was his job to protect the park, even if he was not paid to do so. Hell, he had no use for money. He pretty much had everything he needed, except a steady girl. He really did not even need one of those either.
He liked being free, no entanglements what so ever. He pretty much hung around in the park and watched over the place as if he owned it.
He liked it there. The place was huge: there as a nice lake, 3 different picnic grounds, maybe 25 acres of woods to be walked through. There were fishing, many kinds of berry bushes and a meadow that stretched all over Robin Hood's barn.
There were not many visitors to his park; as it was well off the beaten path. Those visitors that came mostly stayed away from him, a few took pictures. You see, John was sort of a local celebrity.
Mostly John spent his time cleaning up the food that inconsiderate people left laying around, patrolling the grounds looking to keep the place safe and helping the staff by tearing out the parts of some of the structures so they could refurbish them.
He had a happy life. Every now and then he had a hankering for a female; but, alas those that came around never appealed to him.
He considered himself to be quite handsome, no one ever told him otherwise. I doubt he would have believed them if they dared to say so. He had a full head of dark brown, almost black hair. He was large; but not fat. And he kept himself in fabulous shape.
John was mature, but not old. Smart, there were none who had the knowledge he had amassed over the years. He was not conceited, just honest about how he felt.
One of his favorite pass times, when he was not busy taking care of things, was to watch all the animals in the park. There were many kinds of critters; dear, raccoons, possums, and more mice and snakes than you could shake a stick at. He loved to watch them all.
It was late June when the most gorgeous female he ever saw started to come around. She had the most beautiful hair, dark brown, just like his. She was plump, but not fat. In short just what he had looked for all his life.
He tried to get her attention, but she was not interested in him. John did everything he could think of to get close to her but she just walked away. He was starting feel like a fool; this made him a little mad.
She spent much of her time at one end of the meadow sunning herself and making a bit of a mess in some of the areas he had cleaned up.
One day he was able to get closer to her than he ever had before. She was startled when he walked up to her. She managed to sink her nails into the side of his face before scampering off. Lordy, that hurt!
It was late October when he finally managed to corner her. He just wanted to get to know her: she was having none of it.
OK, if she wants to play hard to get he would take matters into his own hands. He chased her around the park until she was exhausted and finally managed to corner her at the bottom of a cliff. She was trapped between the rocky cliff and a huge thicket of berry bushes, they were loaded with thorns.
If I were to tell you she was uncooperative, that would be an understatement. Finally John decided he had put up with all he could take. He forced himself on her. They went round and round: she fought him every step of the way. He was all torn up from her nails. Oh Hell, lets call them claws, she used them on him with devastating results. When they were done John headed down by the lake to wash up and recover.
She wandered away to another section of the park. John decided that he was through with the female of the species. You can have them; he had no use for that kind of treatment.
Now, I doubt that she was happy with John's actions either. John was not concerned; nothing ever became of it. The entire episode became a distant memory. Winter set in and John decided it was time to take it easy for a while. He had no idea where she went and was not interested in searching for her.
After a normal gestation period, somewhere near the far side of the park she gave birth to the most wonderful set of twin boys you could ever set your eyes on. She was a most attentive mother.
