This is a companion piece to the stories of Seaborne Memorial High School. It's Lucas' turn this time. He turned out to be a little more introspective than I was expecting, but then he is an English teacher. He's a slow, cautious guy; this ain't a quick spank story, though most of mine aren't. Enjoy! * * * Until that Thursday, I thought of her as "Liz...
Author's note: This is where the real world starts to intrude. Just a head's up, things will get very dark shortly. Thanks for editing to clairegerm. Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: After the date it was more phone tag and more Aunt Francine. She came to town for some girl talk and Chinese food. Mom likes to remember feeding Aunt Fran a dumpling. Aun...
This farcical story is totally fictitious—no resemblance is intended to any persons dead or alive, or any organizations for that matter. The situation regarding the Parthenon Marbles is real, however. I have profound respect for the many individuals working to achieve an agreement on the future of these truly great works of art. Hopefully, someday, the Marb...
I'm flying the airplane. A wing dips and I turn the wheel, scraping ailerons on the frozen air. The plane yaws; I reach up and adjust the trim. It rolls; I pull back on the yoke. We level off. I'm scared, afraid of losing control, of falling. But still, I'm flying. It's my skill that keeps us in the air, keeps the passengers safe. The passengers... I...
Marcos and Kaarthen got to Grippe on the edge of the chaotic lands after the main gates had closed. "So, I thought you were important?" Kaarthen said noticing he wasn't even trying to present himself to the gate. "This close to the lands of chaos they don't speak to two people in black who stroll up after dark. Nevertheless, that doesn't matter. Let me as...
Author's Notes: Intro: To get the most out of this story, I recommend that you read the first chapter, which can be found here: http://www.literotica.com/s/the-contestants-ch-01 Although Anna is in the focus of the conflict, she will be made aware of that she once unleashed the fury and is responsible for the escalation of it. Until now, she has been bli...
This chapter is dedicated to the memory of a very good friend, mentor and muse. You'll live forever in the memories of all members of the PTB, TDH and all the other boards you enriched by your presence and participation. Rest in Peace Franco "Lone Wolf" Breslin 1949-2006. * "What the hell is going on Craig? Who is this guy?" To her credit there was no pan...
A/N: Thanks to Sensha for help editing and to Joey for the inspiration. * Prologue He looked sick, his head bowed over the table. When Prince Yusupov returned to the basement room, the monk had his head down. Yusopov just came from upstairs, where he had talked with the other conspirators. "Will this man not die," they said. Yusupov had long suspected tha...
Philip Johnson Prologue Princeton Dynamics was a successful national company with a division just south of Chicago, and they had one major problem, operating costs. Their bottom line was sagging like an old hammock. And like most companies with that problem it was largely due to excessive wages and employee benefits, but the taxes in Chicago were getting t...
This story deals with themes of female domination including reluctant sexual participation. If you think you may be offended please try another story. Chapter 1 There were two uniformed guards on the gate and I could tell from the smirks on their faces that they knew. The man was huge, not someone to be argued with, and he dwarfed his female companion. Sh...