There is not much sex in the story, and once again Blackrandl1958 has made lemonade out of lemons. She fucked him under the live oak tree... And he caught his dick in his zipper *** "It isn't how big or small his dick is. What's important it is what he does with it, and he gets off of me with a harder dick than you get on me with, and he uses it better th...
I get my inspiration from reading other's stories and spotting what I think are missed opportunities. This one is such an obvious concept that I can't believe no one has spotted it before. If I'm wrong, I apologise in advance. I know I am taking a big risk with this one. The first part of this story WILL offend some readers. It will be worth your while sti...
Author's Note: Man tries to deal with being manipulated by those around him. This also addresses that wonderful cliché found in many LW stories that involve the girlfriend/ fiancée/ wife wanting the main protagonist to go back and resolve his issues with his ex-wife. Yeah right, LOL! My thanks to blackrandl1958 for her editing and to outofshadows and Moster...
Thank you to all who have made this possible, especially BlackRandl1958. I appreciate the honor, and only hope I've done you proud. "I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight." -Percy Bysshe Shelley The Visitor Hate me if you will. Spit at me. Declare me your enemy. Call me a cunt. Dream up all the morbid, detailed fantasies y...
The Ghost and the Midnight Sky ***** Here they come to snuff the rooster, aww yeah, hey yeah Yeah here come the rooster, yeah You know he ain't gonna die No, no, no, ya know he ain't gonna die Rooster, Alice in Chains ***** Yekong and Frenchie were both at my side when I successfully opened my eyes. "Where... where am I?" Just like normal, Alistair...
Hector looked over to the passenger seat and saw Jim sprawled there, blood seeping from his wounds. Jim smiled and gave him a thumbs up. Leaning forward from the backseat, Liam spoke, "'Scuse me, Hector." and plunged his knife into Jim's side. Turning his attention back to the road, Hector addressed his only friend. "Jim, you okay?" "This? Oh, it's nothing...
Thanks as always to my Sweet Inspiration blackrandl1958 for her guidance and of course her editing. * Nathan woke up in a cold sweat. He had the dream again. THAT dream. The endless lines of grey people: men, women, children, shuffling past, casting their accusing looks at him. He was frozen in place, unable to turn away, as they moved past, gradually...
This is my submission for the Wine and Old Lace event. I'd like to thank Nora Fares and Bebop3 for giving me reads, and special thanks to my Sweet Inspiration blackrandl1958 for her advice and editing. I was working in the US Embassy in Saigon towards the end of the war. I wish I could say that I was doing something glamorous, or exciting, like a CIA operat...
Author's Note: Apologize for the long intro but felt it was necessary. This is a tribute piece to one of the authors on Lit whose works, years ago, inspired me to stop lurking and try to write something. "One Slip," by patricia51, is a story that has stuck in my head ever since I first came to Lit. Patricia left it open-ended and encouraged other authors to...
**** Author's Note: This is my tribute to qhml1's The Cost. I thank him for allowing me to put my ending on his wonderful story. This is more a tribute piece, instead of an alternative ending, so I've tried to stay consistent with his characters and perceived storyline. Qhml1 ended his story with the husband leaving and the marriage dead, so don't expect a...