Dear Diary, Much has occurred since the last time I wrote. For a while I believed that I may never be able to write again, so distressed was I by the events about which I will shortly tell you. You know already that I have been betrothed to marry Josiah, and that our wedding was to be today. But, dearest diary, woe is me! Let me take you to the moment, the...
What am I doing here John thought as the Cathay Pacific jet screamed down the runway at Brisbane airport on its way to Hong Kong and then on to Hanoi. He shook his head as he thought back over the rapid changes to his life over the past few months. A tear ran down his cheek as he recalled how he had lost the urge to work when Mary his wife of 20 years died s...
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With his mind full of his feelings for Rose John found it harder to get motivated. He was uncomfortable in her company avoiding her as much as possible. He missed the fun times with Melissa but did not go back to the hotel. He told Lelani, "No massages" and stopped going to the family evenings. He took to roaming through the local markets early every mornin...
We decide to meet at the local farmers' market. I walk up and down the stalls, savoring all the delicious sights and smells the various vendors have on display, and quickly fill a bag with fresh fruit and some small sweets. At the end of a long row of stalls, I see you, watching me, with a beautiful smile on your face. You are wearing a dress, with a low sco...
It was January 26th and I remember looking up from my work to see Chuck drive up to the milk house. Chuck was the local milk inspector who would visit about every three weeks. Even though it was always unannounced all the local dairy farmers knew close to when he would appear on our doorsteps. He stepped out of his truck and I greeted him. Over the past few...
Chapter 2: Alley Attack A vast landscape of farmlands expanded past the hillside from the treeline. Scout kept walking the path, her new red imp companion floating closely along. In the distance, a line of buildings was visible. While it might have been just another market, Scout had an idea that asking about the Lord there would be quite helpful. After all...
Something tells me that I have been spending way too much time reading stories at literotica, for there could be no other reason for what I was stooping to late Saturday morning. Stooping was the key word, because that was exactly what I was doing by bending over in front of the young man at the Farmers Market, the top button of my blouse "accidentally" open...
The loud, chest thumping beat of the blaring disco music was irritating. That and the glare from the intense lights illuminating the stage areas deadened my senses after awhile. The only saving grace with this place was the group of beautiful, scantily clad young Thai ladies dancing on the stages and the ice cold beer that the bar served. The "Long Gun" must...
Sorry for the delay ya'll.. I have somethings going on... Hope ya'l like it.. Please give me feedback so I can continue... :) * Cory was furious. The air steamed with her anger as she paced barefoot across her hardwood floors; each step creating a heavy thud that echoed through the apartment walls. She was dressed in white boxer shorts; rolled up and bar...