DMV Mid-August 2019. Huntsville, Alabama. "Kade? You need to get your new license." "I know. I just don't like taking time off." "Well, you've been here long enough now that if you get stopped for driving with a North Carolina license, and you're not on active duty, you'll be wishing you'd taken the time off." "I know. You're right, Wes. I'll run over t...
I pulled up to Leah's apartment; a small, blue and white Cape Cod-style house with heavily weathered shingles. It had inexpensive rent and overlooked the parking lot for a hair salon and a cheap Chinese takeout spot we sometimes ate at after a late night of drinking. I fondly recall all the times I sat across from Leah, watching her interrupt a silly grin by...
Ahhh, Christmastime at the underwear store... Make sure you read all the Holiday Contest entries and vote on your favorites! * * * There's nothing quite like driving along the sea on a nice, warm day, windows down, smelling the salt and letting the sandy sun soak into the car, driving out the smells of stale coffee and old fast-food wrappers. Today was a...
This is a work of fiction. All characters indulging in sexual activities in this story are well above the age of consent. All sexual activities are consensual. ****************************** Meeting ****** "Agni?" I froze. A thousand thoughts passed through my head all at once. I recognised that voice. I was hearing it after eight long years, yet I knew...
Love and Sex in the Time of the Plague Chapter 2 Paul learns more about John's visit Spring 2020 "When you are shut off from the world, every day is exactly the same as the one before. This sameness has a way of wearing down your soul until you become nothing but a breathing, toiling, consuming thing that awakes to the sun and sleeps at the dawn...
Author's Note: I was very flattered and encouraged by the comments on the first chapter of the story. Thank you for the feedback. This next portion is twice as long as the first chapter. It's juicy on action and characterization, but if you're looking for something more like erotica, and less like literature, you may want to return later. This is intended...
(c ) Daniel Quentin Steele 2012 It's been awhile, but it's good to be back on LIT. This is a departure from anything I've done on this site. I hope that readers will enjoy it. This is a stand-alone story, although part of the First Coast series I've been telling over the last two and a half years. There are a couple of connections to another well known seri...
Chapter Twenty-Six After Nicci and Kara's reunion kiss, which lasted for quite a while, they headed back out. With the time in the store, they were all back up to full mana, hit points, and stamina. They ran into another patrol almost immediately, and he noticed there weren't really any dark alleys in the nicer side of town, which made the angel patrols ha...
copyright ©2009 by A_Satori. All rights reserved. [Author's note: This is a story based on the excellent series of stories by Charles Petersunn: Jasons and the Johnsons, Jason and Mrs. Johnson, and, Jason Comes to the Back Door. Since what follows is a sequel story, it's suggested that those three stories (at least Back Door) be read prior to reading t...
Chapter I: My Nagging Dream Trust me, the only thing worse than not owning a Harley Davidson? Is when all your friends do. But, allow me to clarify. I'm not talking about hard core biker types by any stretch. I'm referring to the pressed shirt and tie types. You know? The ones who seriously don't look like they belong on one? The ones who maybe, occasionall...