OK, so this is number two in my 69 Love Stories series. That is my audacious and insane plan to write a story inspired by each song on the Magnetic Fields' brilliant 69 Love Songs album. These are going to be a little short and a little rough. Longer, more elaborate, stories are in the works. This particular one is an attempt at the old Manic Pixie Dream Gi...
*It's only been three and a half years since the first part, so here's the second. Everyone involved is over 18.* ***** I graduated with reasonable marks, but nothing special. Certainly not enough to get into the prestigious schools my aunt had hoped for. I was bored of education by the end of secondary anyway, and more importantly, just bored of thinking....
"My brother has a crush on you", Michael casually mentioned to Lara, while they were sitting inside Campus Café, taking a short break between classes. It was now nearing the second week of December, and everyone was busy writing papers, finishing up projects, and cramming for the finals that were fast approaching. "Oh, well, I really like Emil. He's sweet",...
(It's not completely necessary to read the previous two chapters, but it helps.) *** Over the next week, I had a steady stream of students coming to my "Study Sessions". Nothing went as wild as that first night, but it was still enormously erotic. By the end of the second week, I had seen every single one of my students in that original class naked at leas...
This is a romance with nonhuman elements. It is a chapter story that I'll update as quickly as time allows. This is an original work of fiction. Copyright © 2015 by Catharina_Lit ~ All rights reserved. This work or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner without the express written permission of the author except for the use o...
Tina's story: Kent and I had been hiking through the park at Clay's Ferry, down to the old locks, and it had been a pretty fun day, sunny and warm on Earth Day of 1972. We'd been down and walked out the old lock gates to the big pilings on the river, just sat there, shooting the shit, before we decided to head back to our apartment. I loved Kent, with all...
====== The dreaded first year of graduate school was just around the corner. I had no desire for business; my heart wasn't into it. A year earlier I graduated with an honors degree in English; I simply wanted to write. The only positive was that the college was in sunny California. I had stuck to my guns for four years, plus an additional unsuccessful year...
Lori Salter, a slim, pretty, strawberry blonde, sat alone in her apartment, waiting for her husband to come home from work. Life hadn't been easy for the attractive young woman. Her father, an alcoholic, physically and emotionally abused her. For as long as she could remember, all Lori wanted was to be happy. And, despite the fact that she'd spent a lot of h...
On Monday mornings, nothing too eventful usually happens to me. I get up, take a shower, get dressed, and walk or bike to my 9:00 political science class. No one usually call me on the phone. When I hear the phone ring last Monday at 7:45 I figured it must be the wrong number. I considered not answering it, but then during the fifth ring decided to pick it u...
This is dedicated to my friend A Classy Lady. I hope you enjoy it. ***** Getting off the commuter train, Jim was feeling low when he decided to stop by the local watering hole for a couple beers on his walk home. For months now he'd been unable to perform in the bedroom with the same gusto as he had in his younger days. His wife, Jen, was patient, horny...