One of the problems with a true story is that the Author has to wait for 'Real Life' to take place before she knows what the outcome of the tale is going to be. Simply making it up would be a betrayal of trust! The author also has to get the main character involved to agree to have intimate details of her life revealed for all the world to see. That's an ev...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Life exists in both seconds and years. Don't ignore one for the other. I would like to thank the phone operator and Chief of the Burnham, Illinois Police Department for answering my questions, despite their bizarre nature. ***** (Monday Night) I should have known to not hav...
I finally broke up with Becky. I had been planning to break up with my her for a while, for cheating on me, but first I wanted to wait until my college reunion. I wanted to show her off to my old college friends, since, to be honest, she was the best thing I had going for me. I didn't have a great career or much money, but at least I could show them my knock...
For a long while Michael and I lay on the bed in a naked embrace, my wrists still bound to the headboard, and I still had ribbons in my hair and bobby socks on my feet. I was reluctant to spoil the moment, but my mind was racing with questions, and I desperately wanted answers. I especially needed to know if he knew anything of what had been happening betwe...
Final Chapter "I... I..." and she started crying again. I tried my best to comfort her. I really wanted to hear what she was trying to tell me. I was hoping this would clear up a lot of my questions and concerns about that night. "Calm down Margret. I promise you can tell me anything... anything at all." "I can't tell you! You'll hate me forever." She so...
"When I pull out," Ailen whispered, his body bent fully over hers, he knew his cock would slide out of her ass in a moment and the frenzy would start, "Stay where you are. There is something, it would be dangerous for you to move, Anya." She shivered as she felt him slip from her ass and the gape slowly closed a bit as she was left empty and alone on the st...
By moving one knee at a time, I crept across the floor pushing my doggie bowls into the hall. Doing that sort of thing for hours would probably kill my lower back, but five minutes was alright. After that, there was no reason to remain on my knees, so I didn't. I flossed and brushed my teeth efficiently, finding the small trash receptacle for used floss buil...
Just a couple notes: I've noticed that the submission format for Lit does delete my italics and page breaks. This is why some scene changes seem choppy. Sorry guys but I can't fix that. Chapter 7 Malik waited at the entrance to a large library. One by one each of the others arrived. He looked at the small group of men and women who had chosen to separate...
Towards the end of January, Peter returned to his workshop with Jennifer on his arm. Joe noticed the change in Jennifer and the ring on her finger. Smiling broadly, he bellowed his welcome for all to hear. "So here's the blushing bride-to-be! I'm very pleased for the two of you." Dragging Jennifer from the office, he took her into the workshop where he sp...
It was a Friday afternoon during the last school break when the music teacher had called for me. One of the pupils in a lower grade had delivered a message that Mrs. van Zyl would like to speak to me before end of the school day. As I didn't take music as a subject, I was very curious. It was a very small school in a small town with only about 100 pupils fro...