This is a little work of fantasy about a waitress at a local restaurant that I see all the time. Hope you enjoy. Thanks to all the readers who helped edit this for me! THERE SHE WAS Every Thursday afternoon, just like clock-work she was there; not that I was anticipating it or anything. Walking through the double glass doors of Panera, in between the adver...
Chapter 20 - Ceremony Dave, Mike, Roy, and Ken sat together in the media room of the core, waiting to be called to the patio to form up for the weddings they'd each be in. They'd also be standing as each other's groomsmen. Dave said, "I seem to be as nervous for this one as I was when I married Alice." The other men nodded in agreement. Mike said, "I fuck...
This is my entry in the Valentine's Day 2020 Contest. So, Please Vote if you read the story. This is the story of a sad Japanese girl, who suddenly immigrates to the USA. She finds her valentine in the next door neighbor who changes her life, and he finds new value in his life because of her. Please accept that I did not research current immigration practi...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five parts Part 5: Changes copy write 2014 Chapter 66 Sunday 23 June, 1985 When Mike parks by the gate and snoozes Ken Daniels wakes him. "Sorry, I didn't know anyone was out here. I'm going off shift but Ferman's down there. Toot your air horn." Mike looks at his watch and sees it's nearly seven thirty. He toots his air h...
Here is another long one for you to enjoy. A few things to say before we plunge into the story. I wanted to explore and try a few different ideas, styles, and elements. I hope they don't throw you for a loop. They were done for fun and try to stretch the horizon a little. If something bothers you give me a holler. I am always open to suggestions. If I left s...
Chapter 16 61. Getting to Know You It had been some time since our groups had fully integrated, and it was marvelous to see how well we were getting along. Using hand signs, gestures, and some words we both could understand, they were able to explain what they had gone through, while they were on the dark side of the planet. They told us how their young, a...
Authors Note: I started with an idea that I reached quickly in the first page or so. Then I let the story take me on a journey. Hopefully you enjoy the ride. ***** I dislike puddle jumpers. Unfortunately, they were part of my life. When you travel the world, searching out unique products to excite American minds, you have to accept a few risks. Small plane...
The Pacific Crest Trail had been on my bucket list since I was a young girl. I had fallen in love with hiking as a Scout when our troop ventured to Philmont for a two-week excursion. Ever since, I had been searching out the best hiking I could find, not just in the States, but all over the world. I had built a small cadre of close friends that shared my pass...
Author's note: I believe this whimsical tale best fits the category of Magical Realism; alas, although such a category exists in the broader world of literary genres, Magical Realism is not a choice available for submissions at Literotica. I have chosen to place this story in the Humor & Satire category, as I am hoping the dear reader will find the absur...
The sun rays streaming in through the open blinds greeted me into the morning, as I stirred from my sleep and groaned, my eyes barely adjusting to all that light. I realised I'd forgotten to close the blinds at night, exhausted as I'd been after three meetings. Fumbling around with closed eyes, I located the button for the blinds and pressed it, sighing in r...