Thursday. Several more morning interviews for the script writer jobs get completed. So far I've got a couple favorites but nobody really stands out. In the afternoon, Penny and I take a shower before the shoot for Jules. We clean each other up. After we dry ourselves off, I ask "So you aren't going to have a problem with me fucking this Jules, are you?"...
He was up against a deadline but she had other ideas. This is entirely a work of fiction. FELIX He sweated over the deadline. The publisher had finally lost patience and his agent was on his back so here he was, holed up in a beach house located in this deserted out of season resort. He got up, he wrote, he snacked then wrote again, he went out to eat di...
[This is a work of fiction. Names, characters and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] ***** Shortly after 9.00 on a drizzly Thursday morning in London, the first of the day's telephone calls announced itself. Propping the hand-piece between her left shoulder an...
Im Jay Atwood a 36 year old sci-if writer and widower, my wife died when we were 18 giving birth to our beautiful daughter, Nichole or Nikki for short. Since then. I've dated a few women over the years but could never really connect with any of them. The sad part is I'd rather jerk off thinking about Nikki and her friends then fuck most women my own age. It...
I should become a spy. I would be good at it too. I mean, I'm short, cute, and sometimes I can pretend I'm very dumb. I'm not at all petite or thin so if they were looking for the next James Bond girl, I wouldn't be it. No one would suspect that I was a spy. I could listen in on conversations and pass on important information to those that needed it. Yes, I...
New edit! This story is completely fictional and in no way, in absolutely no way reflects my views in the real world. This is a simple non con fantasy (if you go down that path) and is not real nor should it be real. (This is a old old old story I found saved in my old hard drive from like I think more then ten years ago. I don't even recall where i got it b...
So my story begins when I was exploring an old antique shop on the west coast. It was one of those disorganized and dirty older shops. With the dust thick in places and cobwebs clinging to everything out of reach. Had mostly seen the usual junk when an old trunk caught my eye. After haggling with the old shop owner I was able to get him down to 50 and he jus...
CHAPTER 1 Wounded at being divorced by the treacherous bastard she'd stupidly married, and now possessing half of their combined declared assets while knowing he had undeclared hidden assets but decided to let that be, Boston-born Geneva Beggs returned to America to hide in the hope she could recover and become happy again. Geneva recognized half of the gu...
Again I have decided to participate in the Survivor Contest that Literotica sponsors and again I admit that I sat around wondering what to write for this particular category. In 2006 I wrote Questions Answered by Red. I openly admitted it was probably an egotistical thing to do, but who else to review Red then Red herself? Right? I mean, I know the questions...
I had arrived in New York the previous evening. After a long flight from Los Angeles and had to wake up early to make this meeting. I was a young up and coming writer working on a few small shows and had completed various TV scripts. I was well respected and many people in the industry thought I could do wonders. For now though I was still working my way up...