I'd fallen into house around 11 just after a late breakfast and helping out on the ward. My hours on the medical shift had decreased a lot after a situation with the doctor, and the riots due to heightened security. Units 14, 15, and 17 having been segregated, no longer had rec time together so that made for fewer fights. For a while, it seemed like I was do...
Part Three – "The Payoff" (c) Sadie Rose Bermingham 2005 "Any unauthorised use of the whole or part of this story in any format constitutes theft of copyright. If you are not reading this story on Literotica.com it is posted illegally." UPSTAIRS AT THE FALCON... "I was gonna pay you back, Johnno. I swear it. Every penny, I just need some time…" Rayne w...
Chapter 48: Indirect Syrinx hums as she ran the brush in her hair in front of the mirror. She smiles at the purple highlights in her dark red hair, just freshly dried from dying it. She sings a wordless hymn as she puts down the brush, and her delicate hands plucked up a couple of violet crystalline earrings. Her melody continues, even as she hears the foo...
Parts 1-6 of this story should be read first Chapter Thirty-seven: Sandro begins his second year at Camford I am not pleased with the author's portrayal of me, Sandro, during my first year as a student at Saint Boniface's College, Camford. He makes me seem a shy and naïve adolescent. So for the remainder of this story, the chapters about me will be written...
Chapter Thirty-One - Run, Baby, Run (But Then Come Back) Aidan was at the foot of the stairs in a heartbeat. Crazy scenarios, like his mother attempting to kill Heathcliff by strangling him with a kitchen towel, were going through his mind. His mom, however, didn't seem quite so bent on homicidal tendencies as the day before, but in sort of a shock, the num...
Thanks so much to Silentbystander who edited this story. You're amazing! * Chapter 1 April 2001 Cody Willington was riding his bike to his father's dealership thinking how in the world he ended up working on a perfectly good Saturday, instead of hanging with his friends. Oh yeah, he thought, I promised my dad that I'd let him teach me what hard work felt...
Standard disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities with any persons living or dead are wholly coincidental... A note from the author: I've been spending some time in the spa (hospital) again. I ask you to be kind. I write to entertain myself, hospitals are boring. I share because Oz told me back in the day, I should try. Feedback is good and...
Chapter 08: The Cup and Eagle Mrs. Featherwink thrust her fat fingers into the empty space beneath the floorboards and felt around in the hope that it wasn't gone. Her fortune. Her future. Dried mouse droppings rolled in the dust as she scrabbled at the empty space. She pushed her hand farther and touched nothing but shit and wood. If it had not been for th...
A Homoerotic Story By Jason Land FOREWORD This story covers a two year period in the life of one, Dr. Andrew Waterlow, a brilliant Oxford classist who turns to school teaching as a profession, but who who is finally appointed, aged only thirty, to a research professorship at the University of Oxford. Depending on context, he is variously referred to in t...
Chapter One I was on my way to the cottage after several years' absence. I had just inherited the place from my grandparents. On the weekend I was going to be 28 years of age, single and very excited about seeing my summer childhood haunt. I loved our country refuge. The cottage was built in the early 40's by my dad and grandad. They scavenged material to...