This is a Memory from George, but he can't write so I get credit for posting it to Literotica. "When I was one and Forty, I heard a wise man say, A girl who's only half your age Can Fuck your pain away But I was One and Forty, and thought him only blue. But now I'm four and Forty, And Oh, Tis True, Tis True" (1) So there I was, a new Department Chair wh...
This is the sequel to Girl talk, published on the 18th. If you haven't read that one first, this one won't make too much sense. This is another short one, because it details just one conversation. ***** It's pretty warm today, in the upper 80s and humid, with a few clouds in the sky and the possibility of thunderstorms later this afternoon. Hi, I'm John, a...
What if we did this or what if we did that? What would happen then? I can just see and hear these old, Caucasian, billionaire men talking over lunch, over dinner, over drinks, in their homes, on vacation, on the golf course, on a plane, in their cars, and at the office about us, the middle class. What makes us, ordinary people, blue collar and white collar...
©2005 All Rights Reserved This is my first attempt at a multi-part story, so be patient. As with all of my stories, they are "based", loosely or otherwise, on true stories. They are not necessarily based on my life, so base your criticism accordingly. I will be bringing you a new chapter every couple weeks, just to keep you "hanging". I've put some time in...
It's the year 2050 and so much has changed. America has been over thrown by a new power known only as the Republic. The Republic has once again reduced most women to property. There is now a law in place that by a woman's 21st birthday she must either have a job or be wed to a man. If women don't fall into either of those categories they must be turned into...
Wednesday morning, just as Callie was about to get in Tessa's car to go with her and Junie to school, she suddenly stopped. "Junie, can I borrow the other car?" she asked. "What's going on?" Tessa asked. "I want to go to the club and watch." "You're skipping class?" Junie asked. "Just my morning classes. I'll come down in a few hours." "Okay. I mean, i...
*Part 8 of an ongoing story... After checking out of the hotel where I'd been staying for the last two months, I arrived at Carrie's house at 5:00, as agreed. Carrie's house. "My new home," I reflected as I trundled up the driveway with my two suitcases in tow. I didn't have to ring the bell this time. She was already waiting for me at the front door. "Wel...
Inspired by and based upon Serpent Dance by Synthean Thanks to Jon B 1969 for the edit. "I hate chinks." The words seeped up like pus from a festering wound. The woman didn't say it out loud. Her upbringing made her too refined to express such thoughts openly. Helen made no bones about it, however; she disliked the Chinese immensely. She was never able to...
The first thing I had to think about was a crew for the yacht. I didn't need anyone while my boat was in port, but the fine print of the lease agreement required me to hire a properly licensed staff if taking it away from the docks. Even after I owned it outright, my insurance company would insist on proper staffing, or they could deny the claim. I had talk...
Last week while flipping through resumes of people applying to be her new secretary, Vanessa was shocked to see Caroline Anderson's name on the top of one. Vanessa remembered her very clearly from high school. Caroline had made her life a living hell back then. Caroline had been a bully back then. She was always spreading rumors about her or stealing her lun...