This is the longest story, and most autobiographical, I have ever submitted. The story is actually a sexual travelogue that I hope to continue through several different countries and experiences that I am familiar with while developing the characters. Because of the length involved I have broken the story down into chapters, something I have not done in my p...
Jack was leaning against his navy blue car, drinking a beer in the parking lot that Sunday morning. It was overcast, with a chance of rain. Cars rolled along the street at the far end, making faint swish noises as they passed through puddles on asphalt. He seen the rear door to dormitory open across the lot, and a dirty blonde head creep out. Jack noticed sh...
As the owner of my own construction company, I consider the workers under me like family. Most of them are in their early twenties compared to me nearing forty, and though my own kids were only three and seven, I felt like a father figure to my team. That was why I struggled to like Pedro, and was failing miserably. Pedro was my newest worker and only ninet...
I was alone and lonely, but not defeated. I had fled New Orleans as Hurricane Katrina approached, driving north on I-55 until I found an available motel room north of Jackson, Mississippi. I spent five days there, which the Red Cross was good enough to pick up the bill for, saving my meager resources. On the morning of the fifth day I learned that my apartme...
Authors Note: This is a true story with very little embellishment. It took place in the early 60's in the rural south when things were quite different from today. It is also my first submission for public publication so, hey give me a break, let me know how it goes. ****** I was a young Marine, home for the weekend on liberty from Camp Lejeune, NC. I had b...
It was going to be a long drive from Western Pennsylvania to Phoenix, Arizona. I'd be making it in my small motor home that I had spent a ton on getting it ready for the trip as well as it was going to be my living quarters once I got to Arizona. It only has a 6 cylinder engine so the gas mileage isn't atrocious but with the price of gas it was still going t...
A shout out to StoneyLodge another author here at Lit who did the editing for this story. Thanks. ________________________________________________________________ The summer after high school graduation, before the Army came and got me, I decided to hitchhike across the country. It was 1969, the tail end of the "hippie movement," so hitchhiking was still...
The world would be a boring place if everybody is the same. But I do get a lot of strange looks when I tell people about my hobby. I collect and restore old arcade games. Yes, those 20 to 30 year old quarter suckers that lived in the arcades of the '80s and '90s. Sometimes to find them I have to drive pretty far. This is the story of what happened on one of...
This story involves a young man who is a virgin, and a woman over three times his age. Therefore, this is both a "first time" story and a "mature" tale. * This wasn't the way that most guys my age want to spend the summer before heading off to college, I recall thinking as I looked out the kitchen window to the tiny yard and the postage stamp lawn that mig...
Greetings coveted readers: I haven't submitted anything for quite a while. I've just had nothing I wanted to write. Then, the other day, I caught a few lines of a song on the radio. I haven't heard it before, or since, and I cannot seem to recreate the melody in my head. But, the words did make an impression on me. And so, I offer this story for your approva...