Introduction "The Spirit of Ecstasy" is the name of the flying lady emblem affixed to the bonnet of almost every Rolls-Royce motor car made since 1911. The sculptor was Charles Sykes and he was commissioned by John Douglas-Scott-Montagu, later 2nd Baron Montagu of Beaulieu, for his own 1909 model Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost. The actress/artists' model used to...
Finally!! I am so sorry this beast took so long to come into being. I hope you enjoy this and I will do my best to speed things along. Take care of yourselves, be safe, and feel free to vote and comment. A Pirate's Life for Me: "Inertial dampeners are failing!" Screeched Mr. Gimmick. "Down to fifteen percent Captain!" "Expand tactical display!" I ordered....
Chapter I Six years ago. The judge cleared his throat and coughed, staring at the teenager in the dock of the Crown Court. "James Prutton, you are found guilty by this court of armed robbery, contrary to the Theft Act 1968. You have been a career criminal and a community nuisance since you were twelve and I am not disposed to show you leniency despite your...
PRELUDE: SPRING "You're so adorable with your glasses," Caryn sighed between moans as she humped Dave with delightful abandon in his narrow bed. "I feel silly wearing them when I'm not wearing anything else!" Dave replied. "Oh, you know you love seeing these as well as you can feel them!" Caryn placed both her hands over his hands, which were massaging...
I>Author's note: I was originally planning on this tale being a short story in the First Time category, but being a novelist at heart, it ballooned on me a bit. Even after editing, it's still better than ninety-thousand words. I didn't want to break it up into separately published sections, so I decided to put it here, in the Novels and Novellas category, wh...
"Seventeen-Twenty-Five from dispatch," squawked the radio. Liz Harrison, our lead dispatcher, was working the day shift in the communication center. I always loved it when Liz was working dispatch, instead of stuck in her office supervising. Liz had a silky, smoky voice that would make any 1-900 phone sex girl envious. I keyed the button on my lapel mike f...
-Hi- For those who have been reading my 'Name' series, this predates the Heather Jenkins stories as well as Kevin Brown and Jack Greene. Jaci Stone was one of the early stories that I wrote. Then I rewrote it. This story contains magic - How can anybody be offended by magic? -everybody is over 18, the whole thing is fiction, yadda yadda yadda!- Rea...
Philip Johnson Prologue An advisory to Literotica readers. This is a very long story involving photography for the first few chapters, and yes I do know that concept has been beat to death. I do hope that i've managed to give that idea a fresh treatment, and you'll stay with the story to see where things go. Good reading, Thornapple. Owen was forty one,...
CHAPTER 1: ENDLESS SUMMER The sun beat down on Caden as he made his way through the narrow, winding alleys, its harsh light baking the paved streets enough that he could feel it through the soles of his boots. He wrapped his cloak more tightly about his shoulders, its drooping hood casting a dark shadow over his face. There were few who would brave the stre...
1. "Your new book is selling pretty well," said Irina Slonimska, Roger's editor. "Plumbing for the Panic-Stricken fills a definite need. I don't mind telling you that it saved me several hundred dollars in New York City plumbers' bills when I was editing the manuscript." "Did it really?" asked Sharon Hillstein, eying her old college roommate across the t...