It was the last summer that I still saw myself as a kid, the summer that I had to decide to shit or get off the pot. Twisting wrenches was a decent hobby, but I was quickly outgrowing the group of uninspired, racist fucks that were my gearhead contemporaries. High school would never end for most of these guys. I'd seen what had become of their older brothers...
Chapter 27 Match The Hertzberg-Davis Forensic Science Center was an unremarkable white, five-story office building at the corner of State University Drive and Paseo Rancho Pastilla, just off the El Monte Busway plus the San Bernardino Freeway and the Christopher Columbus Transcontinental Freeway, otherwise just known as the I-10. It was east of Chinatown, s...
Both RaleighBoy and Peterspeter have stories on here in which I've drawn inspiration from for this story. I really recommend checking out their work as well, since if it was not for them I would not have had the muse to write this (hopefully) ongoing series. Though both of those stories seem to have stopped being written, I could not have been inspired for t...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. ABOUT THE REVISED CHAPTER The original text for this chapter was written in the form of journal style entries over fifteen years ago and when it was posted to Literotica I knew that something was missing, it fe...
The sudden cloudburst caught us all by surprise, coming as it did from what moments before had been a clear sky. I was lucky, because I was only a few feet from my car, but some of the other parents weren't so lucky. One, a woman I recognised as mother of one of Judy's classmates, was looking around frantically for shelter. I tapped the horn button and she l...
I never thought in a million years that I fall head over heels for a jock, but that's exactly what happened. It was my second year at the University of Texas. Troy Malone was a handsome, intelligent, outrageously funny guy, and he was a quarterback on the football team, albeit the second string, since he was just a junior. I'm a small town girl, but I was n...
*Author's Note* The fifth part. Some of you will probably find this section a bit boring, but sometimes slower content is necessary to carry the story forward. Remember, all comments, graciously accepted! Enjoy! ****** Other People's Drama Colorado (3) I'm sitting at the workbench in the garage, assembling some parts for the engine I'm building...
Kelly The next morning, Kelly could not help but blush when she saw Marie grinning at her from her desk a few feet away. The whole morning she had been smiling and shaking a finger at her as if she had been a bad girl. Old Kelly might have been embarrassed, but wilder Kelly found the whole thing quite funny. "Lunch, we're talking," Marie said at one point....
Chapter 31 - Rearrangements Dave was walking across the patio on Saturday morning after he'd been on omelet duty with Odessa. He'd then had breakfast with Odessa and she was at his side as he held her hand. He saw Dori laying on a chaise by herself. She was almost naked, as usual, and seemed to be panting. Dave leaned in and kissed her. She puckered up and...
*I am not affiliated with World Wrestling Entertainment. While real WWE ring names are used in this series, a different name is used for the fed because a different roster exists in it. I also did not know there was an independent federation called BCW when I began this series, so I am obviously unaffiliated with them as well. This story, and series is ficti...