Do not copy this work or parts of it to other sites than Literotica. Many thanks to Linda62953 to help me to present this story better. Chapter 9: Gratitude Charlotte woke up earlier than normal with urgent feelings. She washed quickly at home. Brendon would probably come to the lake, but that was of no concern today. Sitting on her couch, she took her t...
This is a continuation of my first story, "The Girl Down the Road." It is based on a true story, although I have elaborated to make it more entertaining. The new term had started and I was seeing Allison a lot less. We would still spend entire weekends together, but because I only got home at about five every day and we didn’t see each other much during th...
C-South High School, Zanarkand The only place Raine could be alone to cry was in the park, on the swings. Head down, shoes elevated from the trench of mud below the swing, Raine didn't get far, the tears only just welling up in her eyes when Auron's boots appeared in her range of vision. She swallowed and hastily cast away the tears. "I thought I gave...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are over eighteen years of age. In the Middle Ages, as now, the development of sexual maturity depends largely upon diet. One can imagine poor people in the Middle Ages did not have abundant food and therefore matured a little later. Chapter one, in which Alexander obtains Julie, a poor farm girl Alexander, a proud...
"It's only for a couple days, maybe a week if we can all get along. My grandparents are afraid of dying soon so they want to get everyone together." "Oh," Brad nodded, tossing the baseball back to Tommy on the mound, "Your family doesn't get along?" "Nah," Tommy found a grip on the ball, his index and middle finger holding fast across the seams while his...
"Now there's something you don't see often," Aqua says stepping to my side. "Did they just make me their boss?" I ask. "More like an owner or household god," Aqua says with a giggle. I look at her in fear, "That doesn't break any laws of nature or anything does it?" "Not up here. Asking them how it would play in a dark court might be a good idea," she s...
A constant heavy rain continued to fall outside the Burger Barn on Route 14, turning what would normally be a busy Friday night into one almost totally devoid of customers. In fact, the dining room had been empty for the last hour since the dinner shift ended, leaving the four workers behind the counter little to do but watch the clock and wait for their day...
Chapter 1 - Meeting People ========================== People are always asking me where I meet the people I date and have sex with. Although I chat a lot on the Internet, I've never agreed to meet anyone I've chatted with nor do I ever intend to. While I know this frustrates people I'm totally open about it. Still, some people choose to ignore me and push...
The room quietly echoed to the sounds of city life as I lay there staring up into the fading dark as the world turned and night slipped into the beginnings of the new day. Sleep had been fitful. The constant turning of my mind as random thoughts flared, flickered and faded keeping me awake until the early hours. Night visions dancing in the darkness always...
Authors note: When I first started reading the works of one of my pulp fiction favorites, John D. MacDonald (Travis McGee, et al), I was fascinated with his ability to construct plots that were convoluted, and yet still not beyond the realm of possibility. Although he was known for his mystery/adventure stories, he wrote several other books, including an ear...