Chapter 1 Zerrick Collier pulled into the back parking lot of St. Anne's Hospital and saw the sign for the rehabilitation center. He parked as close to the entrance as possible, hoping to navigate the slick pavement with his crutches for the least amount of distance. He had torn the anterior cruciate ligament and all the surrounding cartilage in his left k...
Sabrina swam up from the darkness. Her movements felt slow, her arms and legs heavy as she tried to break the surface. It took her several minutes to realize that her eyes were closed and that she was spread out on a soft mattress. Opening her eyes, she looked around and groaned. "Not again," she muttered, instantly recognizing the familiar suite at Westha...
The Lemanns: Jeff and Wendy Lemann had been married for nine years. Both were 33 years old and both had worked for the same corporation, Hamilton Electronics, for the last eight years. Although employed by the same firm, their job responsibilities were very different, and consequently, they worked in different divisions of the firm. Jeff was the vice-presid...
**This article is for internal use only. Not for release outside the Institute, except as required by law.** My Interview with the Professor by Stephanie Weingarten The first notes I have are from my walk-in to her Fabrics and Materials class. My visitor's tag was waiting, and I was soon wandering the elegant but functional halls. As befit (I have to avo...
HONOR THY MOTHER & THY FATHER by Prolonged_Debut10 Chapter 14 Note: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL 5...
Chapter 8A Dear Readers: I do not know what happened with the first submission to Chapter 8. I Submitted 99 pages of computer text. Literotica printed 1 type written page. If you have read any of my previous works, you know I have never done that before, and probably will not do it in the future. I apologize for this error. Note: This is a work of FICTION!...
"Aren't you going to answer your phone?" her friend asked after it rang the fourth time. "No. No, I'm not." She didn't bother explaining why. The call was from her mother, and she hadn't spoken to her mom since she told her daughter she was leaving her father ten years ago. That news had broken her heart, and she still blamed her mom for the divorce. And i...
Author's Note: I can't seem to write short stories. I really appreciate all you who have taken the time read my scribbles. Thank you Tim413413 for the hours of editing. ***** I quit my job. That was the first and the most pleasant thing I did. There is always a silver lining in every dark cloud that tries to fog you in. My bosses and co-workers were shocke...
Hi everyone! So, this is a stand-alone story, it is also my entry into the Literotica Annual Winter Holidays Contest, so it would mean so much to me if you give it a quick rating at the end! This story is 'a grower, not a shower', so you'll need to give it a bit of time, but I promise the build-up is worth it for the pay off! Hope you like it xoxo ********...
Continued from part five Ow...arugg... Liz? You're not Liz... The door... It's just too far over... I twist harder, willing my eyes rightward, summoning every available ounce of strength - I must find out... It's no use: the gag straps holding my head to my restraining pole simply dig that much more painfully into my cheeks - I haven't a prayer of se...