Last time I told you how Carl and Ann met, he saved their house and she got him to come down off the hillside. Life should have been led happily ever after but that is not the way of the world. Had it been that smooth, I would never have come into the picture. ------------------------ Carl was just going by the room that Ann's girls (Linda 13 and Sara 11)...
CHAPTER ONE : The Visitor The cats were the first to announce his arrival. Tails high in the air they paraded up and down the hall. Pushing open the door to the living room, they rubbed themselves against her legs, gazing at her with bright eyes as if to will her to do something, to get up and follow them. She pushed them gently away, too deep within her...
Author's note: This is my first story on Lit for a while, and the first inspired and edited by a new muse. I hope you enjoy it. My thanks to InnocentNot for all her assistance. And an anonymous Scots friend. And to my former editor. Without their help this couldn't have been written. ***** The man gazed through the A310's port window. The familiar landscap...
Chapter 1 Starting out This is a sad, but true story. Let me begin by saying that my Father always told me as a kid, "Keith, any man that uses bad words in his language only shows himself to be a person who isn't intelligent enough to use the greater amount of words that he could have, to express himself politely and properly." Well, an awful lot of what h...
Chapter One – Abigail did not quite run, knowing that if she did one of the other girls might see and wonder what was the matter. She did not run, but she hurried at as fast a walk as she dared, her pulse hammering and a hot flush awash on her face. A repulsive, slippery-warm feeling had taken up residence inside of her, making her skin tingle and her n...
1. The glass door had a faux-bronze handle and the words "Has Bean's" stenciled on it in some non-specific ye-olde font. "Cute," thought Jennifer Sutcliff, nee Ludlow, as she paused in front of the suburban strip-mall coffee shop; "kind of moronic, but cute." She could feel her heartbeat in the back of her throat. "Oh heck, Jen, get a grip on yourself!" She...
Tammy had a mixture of feelings. She hoped she hadn't lost her chances with Greg by going off with Sylvia yesterday. She wondered if Greg had told her about fucking Amy to make her jealous or to let her know that she wasn't important to him. As great as her day with Sylvia had been, it was nothing compared to being with Greg. She hoped he would call her. She...
Caithleen McManus was an only child. Her father was an English teacher who enjoyed teaching literature, and her mum was quite happy taking care of their child, the little dog, the household and the garden. She was a good cook and Caithleen loved her. She had a sheltered youth and grew up to be a happy young woman. She had lovely eyes, so much so that even...
Part I – History Chapter 3 "I thought they were building contractors," I said. "They're architecture students. Trip remodels houses over the summer. That's how he pays for his school." "Wow," Patrice said. I nodded in agreement. "Anyway, that's how Trip's getting here for the weekend. They rented a plane. Paul is flying him down this morning and then f...
This story is for the Valentine's Day contest, so any feedback and of course votes would be appreciated. * Not really sure what to expect when she started up the winding driveway that led to her new employer's house, but Joy was as surprised as she was delighted to find the most charming house she'd ever seen, her eyes lighting up as she reached the end of...