25. What The Hell Is Going On, When, and Where? (Atwater Luck: 5:30 AM Local Time) "Good morning all you wonderful, sleepy, people. This is Senior Captain Montgomery Oberlin, the mother of 1 7/8 children speaking. Today is the big day, and that's why I'm speaking to you this early in the morning. The damn baby in my stomach has the brains of his father, wh...
The silence during the drive was consuming the attention of the couple in the vehicle. Ray Thompson gazed ahead lost in his private thoughts. Surreptitiously he would allow an occasional peripheral view at his wife, Marilyn. She was concentrating on looking out the passenger side window at whatever caught her interest. Whenever she thought it was safe she wo...
Author's Note: I had originally planned on submitting this story to the Love the Ones You're With story contest, but life happened and I didn't finish it in time. But here we finally are: the story has been finished! Many thanks to 29wordsforsnow, Anahiya, and YDB95 for your beta-reading/editing efforts. The story is so much better for your insights and I'm...
Eric left around 3am. April drifted off with a small smile on her face, after setting her phone alarm to get her up in time so she could shower, dress, and be in her little convertible and back up to the Pub ready to be picked up by Rachael for their weekend getaway. As it was, she barely made it. The traffic out of London was heavier than she imagined, an...
I thought it was high time to enter a contest here after posting on Lit for five years. So here's my submission for the Winter Holidays Contest 2017. You all know the rules...vote if you like it (which I hope you do). Comments/feedback are just the icing on the cake...and I love good icing! Much appreciation in advance! Also, a huge thanks to Lady Mireille...
Love and Sex in the Time of the Plague Chapter 2 Paul learns more about John's visit Spring 2020 "When you are shut off from the world, every day is exactly the same as the one before. This sameness has a way of wearing down your soul until you become nothing but a breathing, toiling, consuming thing that awakes to the sun and sleeps at the dawn...
I want to thank readers for comments, both public and private, kind and unkind, regarding my writing. I also want to thank the authors here for their stories and feedback to teach me new ideas and forms on how to get things out of my head. Finally, I want to thank James Blackshaw, whose music was an inspiration while I wrote this. Some of his album titles be...
"Conrad, have you seen or heard from the Doc lately?" "Not in a couple of days. The last I heard; he was out at the Colony. One of the rich and famous probably got a hangnail or something." "Come on. You know he doesn't cater to the rich and famous. We're damn lucky to have him. Any man who gives up on the world and dedicates himself to helping isolated...
VOLUME ONE -- VOICES IN THE DARKNESS * Chapter 1 All eyes turned as my attorney called our witness: "The plaintiff calls Michelle Liu to the witness stand." The entire courtroom fell silent in anticipation of Michelle's appearance. The distinctive sound produced from a woman's high heel shoes walking on a marble floor could be heard approaching. The sou...
The 'A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song' event is a challenge for authors to write a story inspired by a piece of music or song, where the brief is broad and the point is to use music 'to create something new and unique.' On this note, I'd like to thank Literotica author carrteun for organising this challenge. And Laurel, who runs Literotica, let's no...