Many thanks to my editor for helping me to be a better writer. ***** Two hundred thousand leaves. A mature maple tree has roughly that many, and in the part of the world where Marla lives, they all end up on the ground in October. She couldn't believe it when she read the number. "I've got over a million leaves in my yard!" she said. There was no one there...
Authors note: I first published Spreading Seeds in 2008 and it was poorly self-edited. Since then I have edited it more rigorously and present this revised version in a more compact manner. I hope this new version will please my readers. JackLuis * Spreading Seeds Chapter 1 We rode into the Burney, New Mexico just before sundown on the 15th of March, 2...
I live and work in Japan. Every year the business I work for has a company trip. It's a chance for the Osaka and Tokyo offices to meet at some famous destination in the countryside, the only time the whole company gets together. I'm the only foreigner among 30 people in the Osaka office. Tokyo has two other 'gaijin', both Canadians, but they never go on the...
Summer Camp: Once a Scout, Always a Scout Prologue The line separating fact from fantasy often blurs as one ages; this is not true for me. The line is very clear. With one exception, all of the characters and most of the incidents are as described. The reader will have to determine which is the exception. There is one indisputable fact that runs throughout...
-------------------- Prologue -------------------- Mackenzie cursed under her breath. The rain had soaked her feet as well as the lower part of her stockings. She put away her flimsy umbrella and went to the ticket machine. The station was very busy, as morning rush hour was upon her. Most people barely gave anyone or anything a second glance, as they we...
Sam reached down and turned off the motor of the car. Reaching for his camera, Sam moved over to the passenger seat, screwing the camera onto the window mount to steady it. If the camera was needed it could be placed on the window with ease. Moving back to the driver side of the car, he picked up a magazine and started reading it. Remembering the days, h...
All characters in this story are fictitious and bear no relationship to any person, living or deceased. The setting for the story is based on historical events but no event reported in the story is based on any specific historical occurrence. The activities described in this story are not necessarily either recommended or condoned by the author. With these c...
Chapter one Caroline looked in horror at the water spurting into the boat through the hole in the bow. With each stroke of the oars as Michael rowed desperately for land, a fresh stream sprayed into the bilge and joined the growing amount sloshing around her feet. What had started as a light-hearted escapade on the sea was threatening to turn into a disaste...
Once again I want to thank my editor "Wires" for his assistance with this story. His work made the final product much more readable. As always, however, any errors remaining are mine. I did tweak this one a little after he returned it. ***** Garrett Mans came slouching into the kitchen of his mother's house late once again for supper. The 19-year-old well-...
Foreword. This story has been brewing in my mind for a very long time, and I finally decided to go ahead, and actually write it. After some deliberation, I also decided to post it on this site. I've been a long time reader of Literotica, and found many very enjoyable stories. Fulfilling stories, satisfying st... Ok, you get the point. Now, it is entirely p...