My wife Sharon was working in her little garden, pulling some weeds that seem to grow much faster than the vegetables do. I was sitting in the house watching a boring race on TV, cars following each other in a long string. "Honey? I hurt my back." She told me when she came in, so I got up and went over to her to check. Sure enough, she already had some li...
"I hate this place, it just reeks of desperation." This from the slightly frumpy woman next to her. An icebreaker. Elise looked at woman next to her, noting the hypocrisy in her statement, given that she was here drinking her little floral drinks, and then smiled the false smile she gave people she detested. Fuck, these people don't have half a clue how pat...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a do-over. I wrote four chapters of the original "Castaways of New Purgatory" that you can still find on Literotica, but realized I'd gone completely off the rails from my original intent, which was to depict the erotic horror of a woman marooned naked on an uncharted tropical island with only other naked women for company. This is my...
I love cycling, but I am still not good at getting out on cold, frosty winter mornings. I don't do much road cycling as I have a fear of other road users knocking me off so most of my fitness routine is spent cycling down muddy forest tracks. However, when winter sets in my stay fit sessions all but disappear and I end up in early spring starting all over ag...
Clive lay back in bed and sighed. Now the dog was joining in with the cacophony from next door. He leaned over and flicked on the light. 2:15. Jesus. If Lillian was here, they wouldn't have dared. But, of course, she was away on her friends' hen weekend. Celebrating the end of her friend's single life. Clive found it difficult to see anything to celebrate in...
Glossary: Viva il Coltello! ( Long live the knife!) Yelled at the performance of castrati singing from the audience. (a good thing) Teste di fantasia: fantasy heads Fregna: vagina, or in some parts slang for pussy Bagascia: bitch Sronzo di merda: fucking bastard....a curse thrown indiscriminately Coglinno: Balls! A rather joyful, exuberant expression. Per c...
I hate it when Ray Doyle involves other people in my tasks. He told me that he had talked about me to a Professor Burbidge who works in the medical faculty and the prof wanted to meet me. I get the impression that Ray enjoys talking about me to his colleagues which raises the possibility that half the staff at the university know all about me and when they p...
Cold as the night was, I didn't notice. Only that your presence was near as I walked towards the bass hard thumping sounds coming from the front of the club. A hole in the wall club it was as well, which was perfect since I didn't want to socialize anyway. My agenda, mission, goal was to break out of the cocoon I had layered around myself for the past few mo...
It was at the Autumn meeting that the strange story of the "fang" in our "Black Museum" emerged. The museum is really a collection of oddities from round the globe where our members have worked, but "the Fang" is quite famous amongst our members, mostly for it's being among the military bits and pieces. We'd had a damned good Dinner and the Speeches were m...
Troy sat quietly grinning to himself. He turned his gaze, from the floor, in front of him, to the clock, on the piano. He would be leaving in half an hour. He returned his gaze, to the floor, in front of himself, and smiled again. Dean and Troy had been friends for many years. They had many common interests. They shared a love of guns and the out of doors....