This is the second edition, revised August 2016. THE SEEHOFER CHRONICLES. THE MEMOIRS OF A COURTESAN - Volume 1. PROLOGUE -- BELGRAVIA. Monday 8th February 1968. Belgravia, London. Rebecca Seehofer felt distinctly nervous. The flat in London's chic Belgravia was cloyingly warm, totally at odds with the sulphurous fog that billowed spectrally in the col...
I was lucky enough to own my own business, not too bad for someone who was an art major in college. It wasn't glamorous, it wouldn't land me in the Fortune Five Hundred, but it satisfied me and I made a pretty decent living. Enough, in fact, that my wife didn't have to work if she didn't want to. That was exactly what she did for the first five years, but...
Derek was back from London, and rumor had it he'd be taking over the room next door to Neil's from that weird Carol chick who'd lived there last semester. Neil hoped so anyway. Fall semester without Derek had been far too tame, and his nerdy and straight-laced neighbor had been a constant reminder of that.. All through the January ritual of another goodbye...
I'm detecting a trend. This one is edited, again by the smartest, lovliest ladies on Lit. And this is not just my opinion. Enjoy. This is a pretty common theme. MM did it, several others have put their spin on it, Bigguy 33 was the most recent. This is my spin. ***** "Wait, what did you say?" Dave was in his wife's office. She was the head honcho of the d...
Note from the author: Hi Everyone. This is my first - and probably only - story. It is in small part autobiographical and, of course, mainly a VERY corny fantasy. It had been brewing in the back of my mind for a while now and I sincerely hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. **** Something in the Air **** It was a cloudy, windy August day...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - On New Years' Eve 1979 in Sydney Australia, 19-year-old student Greg Tyler resolves that from 1980 things in his life will change. No longer will he be a shy virgin with an unrequited crush on his pretty co-worker Morgan, he will ask her out and finally go on a date. But for the bumbling but well-intentioned Greg this is easier s...
Author's Note: A big thank you to the ever-lovely Randi for organizing the "Highway Song" event. To my team F.R., D.A., Laura L., Barry J., and Steve M. for being some fantastic betas. Dedicated to the two writers Bebop3 and MsCherylTerra, without whom this story would have never been finished. I am eternally grateful. — This story is set in 1993, a time...
Chapter 16: The Galician King ***** "Why, Commodore, I do believe you're poking me from behind." Jack smiled as his eyes remained closed. It was still early enough that he didn't want to hazard a glance just yet, preferring to remain pressed into the sweet-smelling woman in front of him. However, it was only with a quick glance that he saw the dark hair,...
Hey Folks. This one took a while. After "Sparty Party" I had a lot of things to do for my classes and a few for my gorgeous wife. This was originally meant as a Halloween story, but I think it's okay any way. Thanks for Barney -R doing his usual editing wizardry. Thanks also to all of the wolverine fans and Spartan fans who realized that "Sparty Party" was t...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Author's Note: Wealth 01 is in the 'Lesbian Sex' category. Most would find it helpful to read Wealth 01 before reading Wealth 02. ***** Chapter 11 "Hey Daddy," Toni sang out as she approached Barry's office. "Yeah?" Barry looked up as Toni and Anita st...