A tale of fiction about fictional characters. ***** Kitty Foreman was singing softly to herself as she straightened up the basement recreation room where her teenage son Eric and his close-knit group of friends seemed to spend the majority of their free time. It was a beautiful Autumn day outside and all of the kids were still in school on a Friday afterno...
She didn't have to be there, she realized after ringing the bell. It's not as if he wouldn't understand. She had unequivocally and literally made him a fucking promise, though. And she told herself that a distraction might be useful, something to get her mind off of Frankie. Still, she was feeling emotionally drained, and being in good spirits had always bee...
Teresa Scalia: Barbara and the New Principal Come to an Understanding A new school year was beginning. Chad Anderson and DJ Scalia were discussing the prospects for their final year at middle school. "I guess we're getting a new principal. Ms. Abercrombie retired." DJ remarked to Chad. "Let's hope she's not some old bag that'll make us have detention f...
This story references consensual acts by adults, but also involves actively pushing boundaries and some risky practices. Therefore, it could potentially be an edgy read for some. Starts slowly too, so some patience may be required. - MH ***** Lynn and I had a long history. We had been friends since high school when she was going out with my best friend, an...
The Book Signing : Part five As for the last full day at the hotel, well it came early and it went smoothly enough, (albeit with my problematic boner still pressing against my sweatpants). I put up best I could with the merciless cat-calls coming from a long line of blue-haired hopefuls, (all vying for a photo, kiss, and a chance to put me in the #METOO mov...
Annie stepped aside to welcome the girls into her apartment. Her husband, Dan, was away on business, and this was the new bride's first opportunity since the wedding for a 'girls' night out'. Joss, her maid-of-honour, smiled tentatively as she entered, followed quietly by the three bridesmaids, Leah, Krissy, and Mallory. The subdued atmosphere felt strange....
Chapter One: New York City to Albany. The Port Authority Bus Terminal in New York City, circa 1971, was a very cold and sinister place to hang around, and I made it a point to spend as little time as possible there while waiting for my bus. I was 18 years old and alone, and while I had grown familiar enough with the city to navigate to and from my Aunt Ell...
This is a new story, and a new process for me. A new online friend and Lit member, daylilygardener, suggested this storyline, and it intrigued me...so here it is. I hope you enjoy it, and send me some feedback when you're done, along with your votes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Plainfield was a typical small, rural town, out in the middle...
This is my first attempt at writing erotic anything. A very big thank you to CelibacyForJealousy for all of his editing assistance. I hope you all enjoy it! ***** Today was a slow day and I couldn't stop yawning. I hadn't slept well the night before and now there was nobody coming into the shop to give me something to distract myself with. At the register...
Author's note: You'll need to read Chapters 6-10 for this to really make sense. ***** We pulled into the terminal at 3:32 a.m. Saturday morning. I got one last look at those fuck-me eyes and expression of the Jennifer Love Hewitt doppleganger stewardess Stacy as I deplaned. Arriving home was almost a carbon copy of when we arrived for the conference in T...