Jake wanted to cry as he slowly walked across the ramp to his airplane. He ignored the people around him telling him to walk faster, they didn't matter anyways, it was just him and his thoughts. Pretty soon the people pushed him to the side and cursed at him as they passed but he didn't care, why should he? Jake entered the plane, put his baggage in the carg...
Part I – the meeting Onsen bathing is one of the highlights of any trip to Japan. Add meeting an intriguing woman for a memorable experience! There are onsen (hot springs) everywhere in Japan, literally hundreds of places with naturally heated water that comfort millions of Japanese who go on meccas for the best onsenburo (hot spring bath) experiences. Wee...
The cold wind was whipping through my hair as we flew down the back-country dirt road. I was in the back of the truck, leaning against the cab, sitting next to a boy I had just met that day at the mall. Shouting over the noise of the wind and the road, I asked Sean where we were going. "The Boilers," he yells over the din. Secluded and green, the Boilers i...
Being yesterday's hero took some getting used to. Cole Reynolds was no longer the star quarterback. No, at the tender age of eighteen, he was a has-been, already looking back with nostalgia at those thrilling Friday nights on the gridiron, sharing the heat of battle with his loyal teammates, cheered on by his adoring fans. But life goes on, and for him that...
Hello! To those of you reading who have read the first part, this is the second (obviously!). I will mention this right now; this part is very exposition heavy. I'm still new to Literotica and writing in general so I apologize if my story has terrible grammar and pacing. (I'll get better I swear!) It's really overwhelming to see so many people read this...
My name is Arthur - never Art, or Artie... just Arthur. My wife, Joy, and I teach at the same local college. Economics is my game, and I am probably in the minority but I think it's an exciting field, especially if you are as in love with numbers as I am. Joy teaches history, ancient history to be exact. As you would of guessed we are not two of the most exc...
Sometimes it's a long way up from the floor. I have to lean back and pull hard on your arm to get you up off the tatami. “I've been sitting in the position too long” you say with a chuckle. “Yeah, right! That’s it, Terry!” I tease. We have both been sitting cross-legged for over an hour eating too much food and drinking too much sake to be able to stand with...
Dedicated to my friend Vickie Tern Author's Notes: M and M Coltsfoot is a work of fiction. The characters and plot represent no known people or actions. The geographical locations in Texas and elsewhere are quite real, however, and described as best as the author can make such description. The same is true of the several universities mentioned in the story...
And the rain fell.. as it always did in the spring. Throughout the forest, eyes, sheltered as best they could watched the rain in its relentless falling. The drops of water slid down the bark of the trees, dripped from the leaves and crawled across the toadstools. In every tree the dryads hummed as they drank the sweet rain, and in the glades the fairies da...
Don't ask. Just don't. That was one week I was glad to see the last of. The only good thing about it was that all my current jobs were wrapped up and the next weren't going to start for a while. I packed my pack and put some extra non-perishables in the trunk. I thought for a moment, then added another block of watercolor paper. I left my cell phone by the...