Note: I am not the original author(s) of this story, though I may add to it once I finish transferring over the original story. I am moving this story over from editthis for the better functionality of chyoa. I am editing the chapters as I move them over, so some chapters may be combined or eliminated based on the new format. I have made the following change...
Authors Note: "A Weekend With Renata-Saturday" is the 2nd part of the trilogy sequel to my story "Renata Gets A Ride". I had intended for "Renata Gets A Ride" to be a stand alone story, but because of the number of readers it accumulated I've decided to do sequels because "hey I never know when to leave a good thing alone..." [chuckle] [chuckle] "A Weeken...
Priscilla was looking forward to her son's annual scout retreat. She had planned on sending him off and having a weekend to herself. She was stunned when she learned that her son had volunteered her to be a scout mom for the retreat. "I'm not going to go with you son. It's a retreat for scouts. I'm not a scout," Priscilla told her son. "Aww, but Mom! You h...
It was a simple act, something he recalled from his scouting days, and though he had finished boy scouts in high school, a lot of what he learned simply stuck with him. So now when most of the guys his age would ignore an old lady needing to cross the street, Gerry paused, watching he light and then gently took the woman's arm and helped her across the stree...
The Lady Samantha was still trying to understand how things had gotten to this point. Lady. Hell, fifteen months ago, she had simply been the oldest daughter of a peasant farmer. Now, here she was at the castle. Of course things would be much better if she wasn't to be executed in an hour. Samantha tried not to cry as she thought back to that fateful day, a...
Being a single guy with no kids, work only takes up so much of my day. I decided to help out with the neighborhood Boy Scout Troop in my spare time. Everything was going well until we took our first camping trip. Day one of the trip and we already had 3 cases of poison ivy, 2 cases of homesickness and it seemed like a thousand whines of “Are we at the campsi...
"Goodnight, Akela." "Goodnight, Timmy." Returning the cheery wave the cub gave her as he climbed into his mum's Volvo, Millicent Darby pulled the door shut, and turned the key in the lock. The scout hut lay nestled in the woods, but a dirt access road had been put through to allow the parents to collect their children. Millicent watched the rear lights of...
It was a nice day when Claire came around selling Girl Scout cookies. The weather was warm but not too warm and there was a game I wanted to see on TV. I was casually dressed, basically a pair of shorts, and had settled down on the couch to watch, a can of beer at hand. Then there came this knock on the door. I was feeling too damn lazy to move. I was comfo...
Disclaimer: This story is the result of a thread in the Author's Hangout titled "What if they wrote Porn?" The premise being, what would erotica from the classic authors like Hemingway, Poe, Chaucer, et al. would be like. I submitted a blurb rewritten from O Henry's "The Ransom of Red Chief." I received several PM's asking (ok, demanding) that I finish the t...
Author's Foreword— This is my thirteenth submission to Literotica. You are invited to visit my profile to access the archives for my older postings. Comments are always welcome, as are your votes. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Ten Dollars If a girl could get her picture taken by Adrianna Abrams, she's got it made. Ms. Abra...