It was August and my loneliness was coming to a boiling point, right as the heat in the North Carolina mountains reached its own unbelievable crescendo. No one could remember a hotter summer.My family, however, had moved from southern California, and the nearly-90-degree days didn’t seem that bad. My dad would just shake his head
Mon Chalet
Everyone in this story is over the age of 18 and though it is a true story names have been changed to protect other parties.If you have read my other stories you have found out that my wife and I love to visit a swinger motel called Mon Chalet in Denver, CO. If you have