Author's Note: This was based off of a writing prompt I did a week ago... ************ If you ever watched Disney's Little Mermaid you probably think you know all about mermaids. You don't. They're not nice, half humans with red hair and voices like angels... an opera singer maybe but they are not angels. Real mermaids look more fish-like with smooth slipp...
If you have read my stories before you know that I'm Finnish guy who doesn't write in English as well as someone who is from an English-speaking country. So, I apologize beforehand about my mistakes or odd lines. Without good editor helping me I couldn't publish this story. So thanking her very much! My stories consist of some elements that many can think of...
Author's Note: My spiritual mother, Colonel Marina Raskova, founder of 588th Night Bomber Regiment -- what the Germans in WW2 called "Die Nachthexen," the "Night Witches" -- once asked me, "what is the purpose of prose if not poetry?" She delighted in French Avant-garde theater, Dada art, surrealistic verse, and so do I. If stream of consciousness bores you,...
"Shit! I am going to be late!" cried Alex, as he jumped into his jet black dodge viper and sped to the banquet he was supposed to be at in 10 min., which was all the way across town. "I cant belive I fell asleep!" He sped down the highway at 85mph, tring to tie his tie at the same time. Bill Gates is there, and another suprise guest, according to the Matt...
The Learning Curve Car doors slammed and the engine revved to life. Headlights washed across the room as the car backed out of the driveway. "They’re gone!" Tina sighed. " I’ve been dying. So what the hell did you get up to over there in The Hague?" It seemed like weeks, not days ago that Christy returned from an internship at the World Court. Her dowdy si...
Part 2- A Fishing Trip Chapter 4 - Meeting Marie in Salmon After seeing the women off on the short haul plane to Denver to select new office space, I headed over to the private side of the field. The small jet just coming to a stop was for me, and the pilot didn't bother to shut down. He had clearance and we were rolling in minutes. The co-pilot was an a...
Author's Note: Despite the title, this isn't a parody story, and it's not a horror story either. This is my submission for Literotica's Summer Lovin' 2020 contest so your comments and votes would be much appreciated! ##### In the bed beside me, Travis slips back into his sleeping bag. I reach out and trail my hand over his shoulder as he turns away from m...
There are things that we discover. There are things that we think that we have discovered. And there are things that we never find out. =========== Having disembarked from the flight via the link bridge at its destination, Ben made his way into the main terminal at Helsinki airport, through the customs check then straight to the 'Exit' to the car hire de...
As I spotted Mari heading toward the exit of the bar at the same time I was, I almost turned around immediately and headed back to the happy hour but I knew she'd already spotted me, too. It wasn't just that I didn't want to leave happy hour at the same time she did; it was because I knew she'd be headed to catch the train just as I was and that meant I'd be...
Prologue Horst Wessel considered himself a brave man. He seldom experienced fear, having become adept at avoiding situations likely to put him to the test. Instead, he sought those which guaranteed him power, and exploited them to the utmost. Tonight though, things had not begun well. Not well at all. As he left the tenement in which he lived, there had b...