Author's Note: I strongly suggest you do not start this series with this chapter, please go back and, at very least, read chapter 1 of The Dream. Thanks to all of you that have supported my writing and continue to do so. I appreciate you and look forward to your feedback. ***** It was a hot sunny day not unlike the first time I stepped foot outside her of...
Lizzy Saunters sat nervously in her teacher's office as the taller blonde paced back and forth irritably. Liz was 5'6 and had long black hair that was currently done up in a quant ponytail as she had just come from cheerleading practice and was still in her red and white uniform. "What am I going to do with you, Liz?" Miss Alison Winters had caught...
"When was the last time you got laid, queen?" Sabiyya's reflection asked her with a pout in her lip. She had returned home from work not a half hour ago. She had been looking forward to it all day - kicking off her shoes and streaming the latest episode of the show she was most recently invested in. This week at the lab had been draining, what with...
This story, like all of my others, has not been edited by anyone but me. I have been looking for an editor but those who I have contacted have not replied. If anyone would be interested in editing my stories please message me. x ................................................ The next morning I woke alone. My arms were sprawled out across the bed from wh...
Speaking the obvious: It would help greatly if you read the first part of the story before getting into this one. This is for Donna – friend, adviser, editor, muse. A few days passed before I heard from Margaret again. She filled me in with the information about the New York conference. I would be flying to New York on Tuesday of the following week and stay...
03 - Training grounds From the room she was in, the sound of the afternoon highway traffic below almost couldn't be heard at all. Through the wall- high window she could see into a nice little garden with a freshly mowed lawn, white stones and high palm trees, complete with a distant choir of bird song. The scenery was so perfect that she almost felt the ne...
Author's Note: This story first appeared in slightly different form back in 1996. I've always wanted to take another crack at it and since it wasn't included in my original postings to Literotica, here goes. ***** A sudden flash of lightning filled the small cabin, causing the transistor radio on the table to momentarily crackle with static. A few seconds...
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story was inspired by an email I received from a new dear friend, Beverly. Beverly asked that I write about her experience. What is written here is what Beverly conveyed to me via email and I can only hope that I did her experience justice in my own storytelling way. Enjoy! ~ ~ ~ It has been a while since I have had any type of ongoing...
Author's note: This is the first of an occasional series I'm planning, exploring the theme of women who work in the sex industry. Let me know what you think of it. And, please, not put-downs about escorts as victims. I've deliberately tried to create a character who is making her own way.) The other day I got a call from someone new. She told me that my nam...