Chapter 1 Palmer McIntyre sat on his porch enjoying the morning view of the shallow valley below. The narrow-broken skyline of Gallatin, Missouri could be seen peeking between the rustling tips of lush green trees in the distance. Listening to the morning news on the old radio, a broadcast caught his attention. "This is Roger Cross with breaking news; A...
*John! What happened?!* Edraele cried out to him, sounding frantic with worry. *I heard everything until you fell asleep, but then I could feel our connection being blocked!* John had lurched upright in bed, and he took a deep shuddering breath to calm his frantic heart rate. Sakura was clinging to him and quaking like a leaf, and while Alyssa was more comp...
Chapter 11: An Andalucian Welcome ***** On the bridge of the light cruiser Valiant, Lt. Commander Luke Ravencross looked out to the horizon, quickly monitoring the area where the sea met the sky. It was still early that morning, and their easterly course made it difficult at times to scan without getting a heavy dose of the sun. Still, it was imperative th...
Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Low tide: The period between the ebb tide and the succeeding rising tide. This tale is an espionage fantasy frequently under assault by reality. The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing to him....
If you haven't read chapter fifteen, then this will make little sense. ************ A little after noon passed, two beautiful, young women exited the Carabinieri base in Florence. They huddled together for warmth as soon as they stepped out the front gate. The thinner girl with light brown hair shared her coat with the buxom brunette. The Sun was shining a...
Lieutenant Commander Ryan Murphy pulled off his flight helmet and relaxed back in the seat of his Claymore fighter. Running through the shutdown routine, he powered off the engines, then deactivated the rest of the impressive new fighter's systems. He'd just spent the last two hours on another test flight, this time shooting up agile target drones. Althoug...
John stood in the doorway and stared at the destruction Larn'kelnar had wrought. When the energy beam had cut the Invictus in half, it had scythed through the bedroom, melting the titanium superstructure with ease. Where John's massive bed had once rested against the wall, the room was now open to the elements, giving him a spectacular view of the Arcadian j...
This is Part Two of a Litererotica version of the "Naked in School" series. Please note that Part Two will make little sense without having read Part One. Part Two is again quite long, but it can easily be read in parts. Please also be warned that this story includes material beyond exhibitionism that some persons may not enjoy (e.g., fetish, submission, mat...
The sun was ablaze on the mysterious tropical island, and Jonathan was ambling down the beach admiring the waves. Rocky bluffs on one side, emerald-green water as far as the eye could see on the other, and the sand felt beautifully soft between his toes as he walked alone towards the somewhere he knew but couldn't quite remember. The sound of the waves rang...
When I was young my Grandfather used to read the paper to me. One of his favorite columnists was a woman named Erma Bombeck. I got the idea for this story from the title of one of her books. As usual thanks to Mikothebaby for editing this story. If you like it please let her know that her work is appreciated by someone besides me. * * * * * * Refusing to...