Terror gripped Jessica. "Funky chicken no sauce." Jessica said urgently into her phone. She repeated it a few times before shoving her phone back in her pocket and pulling her gun from her purse. "Get in the car and run Jessica." Mark ordered, "Go!" "You too. Get in the car." Jessica said, "We can both go... Mark!" she screamed not seeing the man with th...
December 29th (Wednesday) I'd just gotten home from work. I threw off my sweat stained uniform, tossed it in on the couch and made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my boxers. "It's too damn hot in this apartment." I muttered to myself and cut on the central air. I usually hated using the AC, it always grew too cold too rapidly, but it was unse...
-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,...
A Somewhat Less Than Divine Comedy Driftwood: A Prelude to the Evening 'Let me to take you down -- 'Cause I'm going to strawberry fields' Lennon/McCartney Rogues Bay, Tortola, BVI Today There were a few low clouds scudding over the far horizon, yet all-in-all the day's weather was looking good -- better than good, really, especially for the time of...