Maria Hernandez walked into her grandfather's old cabin. She sighed and took her coat off. She started looking for someplace to put it, but soon frowned. The rickety, old furniture her grandfather had built along with the cabin was not where it should be. I turned on the light. She flinched. My revolver was trained on her. "I hope you don't mind, but I dus...
Copyright 2017 by RWSTEWARD All rights reserved. Reposting without written permission prohibited. From my point of view any door that's open was an invitation for people to look inside. That's exactly what I did. There were several pianos that appeared well worn, and I carefully sat down in front of one. My fingers moved along the ivory keys, and before I k...
Swedish Erotica Film Critics Club Chapter 02 - Terilynn's Tale Midway City CA - Apr 1, 1983 Reading time: 3hrs 45mins Copyright 2019 – StretchTacos All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this story or portions thereof in any form whatsoever. The author authorizes Literotica.com to manage, maintain, and provide electronic access to this s...
"The process," Dr. Willover spoke into her lapel mike as she made minor adjustments on the computer, "while not perfected is, I believe, in the final stages of development." The doctor adjusted her glasses, peered at the display. The wire frame image of the cat reflected in her emerald eyes. Satisfied by what she saw, she continued speaking, causing the idle...
*Thank you to everyone who has stuck with me and this story so far. I am so grateful to all of you and hope you enjoy this newest chapter. A huge thank you to Alwaysready64 for editing this chapter!* ***** "You're all fucking crazy." Rueben said, shaking his head and leaning back in his chair. "You can't take on the Senior Agents and if you think that I'm...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault - Redux Due to reader requests and a bad case of writers block, I have revisited this series and have added names and spiced up a few bland spots. Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style... and a strong reliance on s...
Foreword 'There's an interminable fog about the place; a fog that surrounds my body at all times, a fog that seeps all the way through into my mind. I can never get it to go, and sometimes I feel like I'm living a solitary existence in a secluded, remote cave in the middle of fucking nowhere. And I don't even get the sight of a misty coated sea to gaze at;...
Author's note: I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smal...
Introduction John Slater and Thomas Johnson sat on the patio of the Northwest Country Club watching the rain fall from the sky in sheets. It rolled off the roof in torrents, splattering noisily onto the exposed section of the cement patio. The sound almost drowned out the grumbling golfers who were crying into their beers. The two friends had barely gotte...
Author's Notes: 'A Shepherd Afield' is a continuation of 'A Shepherd in France' which continued the story of 'The Shepherd of Ashburn Court'. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the backstory so please read the other stories first. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 1 Ther...