Every year a new batch of interns arrived at Sacred Heart hospital, men, women, white, black, Asian, fat, thin and even thinner. Some came from wealthy families, some dirt poor with barely a nickel. Some were great at theory, but with the bedside manner of a serial killer, others were all charm and smarm, but with the medical skills of a drunken sailor. They...
This is an original work by Zeb_Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Echo Ridge Bed & Breakfast - Part 03 © 2018 - Zeb Carter Chapter 36 When Denise woke up, she realized it was Saturday morning. She would have to d...
Part One Carla turned into the High Street, hoping there would be a parking space and she would not have to go around the block again. She felt like a kid on Christmas morning. Her new house was finally ready and she was desperate to see it. Also, with so much unpacking ahead of her, she was eager to make a start as soon as possible. Fortunately for her the...
This story in an accurate accounting of one our most recent adventures. If you would read some of our earlier stories you will have a better understanding of our life style and our real life experiences. ***** My wife Carla is a very beautiful, sexy woman in her early forties. She is 5 foot 7, with long legs, a narrow waist, flawless skin and firm breasts...
Barry caught two more rides that day, almost reaching the Alabama-Tennessee border by nightfall. He found a small roadside motel and checked in for the night. He was pleased with his progress as well as the fuck he had had that afternoon. He was pretty tired and decided to turn in early so he could get an early start in the morning. The next morning, Barry...
Chapter Five Lost Souls Carla had not figured out what she could and should do an hour later. She had been reading Melanie's journal, and crying afterwards, for seven hours. She knew that she and Quinn could not continue like this. The two had been dancing around Quinn's past for months now. Carla had grown, in spite of herself, to enjoy the bondage and di...
My name is Joe and this is part four of a true story that happened within the last two years. It is the story of my wife's, Carla's, photo shoot with Bradley. Bradley is an artist commissioned by a French collector, Stephane, to take photos of a bold, beautiful American woman and then do sketches and oil paintings of her. It is important to read Chapters 1,...
Tony and Carla had been dating for four months, ever since he had saved her from serious harm when her car caught on fire. Their lovemaking was wild and passionate, and the best either of them had ever experienced in their lives. Yesterday Tony had persuaded Carla to have phone sex with him while she was in her car on the top deck of the parking garage at th...
Dave walked purposefully towards the mall side entrance to the Dillard's Department Store located in the local shopping mall. Dressed in his olive green suit and white button down shirt, he looked all of the confident mid-level executive for a financial services firm that he was. Of course underneath his suit pants he wore the gray, patterned silk boxer shor...
(Part 1 - alternate ending) René and I were less than halfway home, when René said, "Do you think they were ready for everyone to leave?" I looked at her, she looked back at me, then I turned the car around. Though their living room light was still on, we sat in the car for a minute. Fifteen minutes had passed since we left. "We'll just play it cool," Ren...